| Summer of 1992 Songs to sing in the round.. |
| Farewell to Arms. |
| Time to say goodbye to friends and memories alike, It's time I tipped my hat unto the crowds... The final curtain's set to fall, The final line's been said... Our time together's at an end, The part's been put to bed... Time to mend the pieces of the life I used to know, It's time I started learning bout those things I've long put off... Like all the flowers gone to seed, In seasons that have passed... Like all the loves I've yet to meet, How's kisses I've Amassed... It's time I gave some time unto myself... |
| An Irish Love Song. |
| There was a time when I was a boy, that I loved a lady fair. With lips of wine, and hair so fine, that none could be compared. I gave her my heart and devotion, Gave her everything that I could give. I built her a mountain of fortune, it twas as it for her that I lived... But the gifts of a boy don't mean much to a lass, Where money is worthless, and fortunes fade fast. Why all she had wanted had always been near, Twas the love of the boy She had always held dear... |
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| Surat's Sunday Afternoon. |
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| Surat's Sunday Afternoon |
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