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Baby %s Bobby Boy,
We turn around playground,
With mary had a lamb in our hearts,
And one two three.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So turn around and dance, friends,
With mary had a lamb filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
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