| We all rose when the pouring broke, I opened my eyes when a stranger spoke
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| Slowly stroke through windswept moors, tempted by the vice on shore
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| But now the time has come, I’m not sure what we have done
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| MISTY MOOR (MISTY MOOR)
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| MOUNTAIN PATH (MOUNTAIN PATH)
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| WE SING THE SONGS, THEY’LL NEVER COME BACK
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| (THEY'LL NEVER COME BACK)
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| GOLDEN DREAM, WINTER LEAVES (I'LL HEED THE DREAM)
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| WE’LL NEVER FORGET A SINGLE THING
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| All aboard and gather round, father’s appeared, made no sound
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| The Lord tells us no one must stay, father threw his friend in the bay
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| With no real intent, so we prayed our pastor’s sweet lament
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| MISTY MOOR (MISTY MOOR)
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| MOUNTAIN PATH (MOUNTAIN PATH)
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| WE SING THE SONGS, THEY’LL NEVER COME BACK
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| (THEY'LL NEVER COME BACK)
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| GOLDEN DREAM, WINTER LEAVES (I'LL HEED THE DREAM)
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| WE’LL NEVER FORGET A SINGLE THING
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| Slowly as the land goes down
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| We’ll roll uphill there, sit and sing as we gather round
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| MISTY MOOR (MISTY MOOR)
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| MOUNTAIN PATH (MOUNTAIN PATH)
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| WE SING THE SONGS, THEY’LL NEVER COME BACK
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| (THEY'LL NEVER COME BACK)
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| GOLDEN DREAM, WINTER LEAVES (I'LL HEED THE DREAM)
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| WE’LL NEVER FORGET A SINGLE
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| MISTY MOOR (MISTY MOOR)
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| MOUNTAIN PATH (MOUNTAIN PATH)
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| WE SING THE SONGS, THEY’LL NEVER COME BACK
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| (THEY'LL NEVER COME BACK)
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| GOLDEN DREAM, WINTER LEAVES (I'LL HEED THE DREAM)
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| WE’LL NEVER FORGET A SINGLE THING |