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Get yourself some love my boy
I pray don't hesi tate _ _ _ _ _ _
Find a little sweetness my friend, why wait _ _ _ _ _ _
Love is every where
It is waiting to be found _ _ _ _ _
Y _ _ ou can feel it in the breeze _
Y _ _ ou can see it all a round _ _ _ _ _
N _ ow many are its memories
And sacred is their truth _ _ _ _ _ _
Of the love we taste in our own sweet youth _ _ _ _ _ _
When the snows are gone
And the spring is o'er the land _ _ _ _ _
Y _ _ ou may stroll upon its shore _
W _ _ here the waters _ _ _ kiss the sand _ _ _ _ _
There along the wood side a mid the violets blue _ _ _ _
Y _ _ ou may ask her for her love
A _ _ _ nd she'll steal away with you _ _ _ _ _ _
Sweetly she'll ca ress you
And gently will she sigh _ _ _ _ _
A _ nd love you more and more _
W _ _ ith each moment that goes by _ _ _ _ _ _
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Soon the years will pass you by
And then where will you be _ _ _ _ _ _
Where is your young wife and your fa__ _ _ _ -mi__- _ly _ _ _ _ _
Blessed is the man _
W _ _ ith a son to bear his name _ _ _ _
N _ _ ow there may be many more _
B _ _ ut you'll love them all the same _ _ _ _ _
Blessed are the times when true love had its day _ _ _ _ _
W _ hen spring was o'er the land, long a go and far a way _ _ _ _ _ _
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