Once there was a little girl who lived next to
You work and work for years and years, you're always
Once I strayed
'Neath the window of a lovely senorita
And she
Seems like old times, having you to walk with
Seems like
I've covered every little highway
And I've been climbing every hill
I've
When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting
Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
is lonely and
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