| There are some folks I used to know
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| Who used to smile and say hello
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| And spin the world and turn the page
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| Entertaining from the stage
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| But father time forever true
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| Loves its own and me and you
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| And disappear just like the sun
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| When the day is done
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| The world is falling down, hold my hand
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| It’s a lonely sound, hold my hand
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| We’ll follow the breeze and go like the wind
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| And look for a place where the willows bend
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| Oh, the world is falling down, hold my hand
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| Hold my hand, hold my hand
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| Summer’s gone and winter’s here
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| We had a lot of rain this year
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| The news is really very sad
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| The time is late, the fruit is bad
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| The morning’s come and roosters crow
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| But people have nowhere to go
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| And disappear just like the sun
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| When the day is done
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| The world is falling down, hold my hand
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| It’s a lonely sound, hold my hand
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| We’ll follow the sun and live for the day
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| And look for a place where the children play
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| Oh, the world is falling down, hold my hand
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| Hold my hand, hold my hand
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| Oh, the world is falling down, hold my hand
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| Hold my hand, hold my hand |