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Another Day
Another Day
Dear God, how old will I be? When the angel in black will come for me What will he say when I ask for one more day Just another day, just another day My life, my love Sitting beside Face wrung out in tears That she can't bear to hide Another moment I'll ask And none left to live I'll beg and plead For another moment to give Dear God, how old will I be? When the angel in black will come for me What will he say when I ask for one more day Just another day, just another day My son so old now, walking away Ball-glove in hand, with no-one to play Growing up sooner than he deserves Leader of the house now With three mouths to serve Dear God, how old will I be? When the angel in black will come for me What will he say when I ask for one more day Just another day, just another day Those pretty young girls The pride of our lives When will I see the day They become somebody's wives No grandbabies to hold When my time has come No faces to compare For I won't be there All the things I regret I havn't done With my girls, my wife And my handsome son The time wasted And lost on all those shows When the angel comes When the angel comes Dear God, how old will I be? When the angel in black will come for me What will he say when I ask for one more day Just another day, just another day (Repeat) ( x2 ) |
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