mid-night, not a sound from the pave-ment,
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has the moon lost her mem-ory?
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she is smi-ling a-lone,
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in the lamp-light,
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the with-ered leaves, coll-ect at my feet,
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and the wind be-gins to moan.
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mem-ory, all a-lone in the moon-light
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i can dream of the old days,
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life was beau-ti-ful then,
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i re-mem-ber, the time, i knew,
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what hap-pi-ness was,
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let the mem-ory live a-gain.
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