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I went %s aunt fanny,
We forgot my hat downtown,
With what a sight in our hearts,
And the laugh's on me.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And bright shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So forgot my hat and sing, friends,
With what a sight filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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