Wednesday 2 April 2014

There is only one left.

 
 
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go
I’m sitting here, in front of y’all
I hate to stop you writing to say goodbye.
 
But the night will end, the bell will ring
I’ve no words to speak, so I will sing
Already I’m so lonesome I could die.
 
So kiss me and smile for me
Let me know that you will wait for me.
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
 
‘cuz I’m leaving on the jet plane
I don’t know if I’ll be back again.
Oh, babies, I mightn’t be back again.

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