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Back in the Good Old World (Gypsy)

When I was a boy, the moon was pearl the sun a yellow gold

When I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down

But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be

Than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old worldOn October's last I'll fly back home rolling down winding way

Scare crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay

And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave

Oh but summer is gone I remember it bestBack in the good old world

And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave

Oh but summer is gone and I remember it best

Back in the good old world

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