Where are the friends of my youth
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- Where are the friends of my youth, Say where are those cherished ones gone.
- And why have they dropped with the leaf, ah, why have the left me to mourn.
- Their voices still sound in mine ear, Their features I see in my dreams
- And the world is a wilderness drear, As a wide spreading desert it seems.
- Ah, where are the friends of my youth,
- Ah, where are the cherished ones gone.
- And why have they dropped as the leaf
- Ah, why have they left me to mourn.
- Say can I ever again, such ties can I ever renew
- Or feel those warm pulses again, which beat for the dear ones I knew
- The world as a winter is cold, Each charm seems to vanish away
- My heart is now blighted and old, it shares in all of natures decay
- You know if you miss your old friends so much, you can probably find them on Facebook
- !?!?
- I can see the friends of my youth again? My cherished ones?
- Yes... Its 2017 how have you not heard of this, it's been around for 13 years
- You really need to stop wasting your time wandering the streets reciting the same ballad, you're scaring people.
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