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Goodbye Dearie

Blow a kiss goodbye, now, dear
Blow a kiss goodbye.
It doesn’t matter where I’m going
You don’t need to know.
Just wave a hand and smile
Pretend that it’s okay.
Play your game and play it well.
I won’t be here in the morning.
You’re my darling, my darling little girl
But I’m not coming back.
I might miss you, it depends
On where I’m going and who I meet.
Goodbye little darling,
Tell Daddy goodbye.
I’m off to find the morning.
I’m off the hunt the sky.

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