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A funny %s thing happened,
We forgot my hat to the show,
With funny business in our hearts,
And so I told them.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So forgot my hat and dance, friends,
With funny business filling each day,
Till dreams guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
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