Tuesday, August 31, 2010


Peter,Paul & Mary

All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go.
I’m standing here outside your door.
I hate to wake you up say goodbye..
But the dawn is breaking in it’s early morn.
The taxi’s waiting he’s blowing his horn.
Already I’m so lonesome I could die.

* So kiss me and smile for me.
Tell me that you’ll wait for me.
Hold me like you’ll never let me go…
Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane.
Don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh babe, I hate to go..

There’s so many times I’ve let you down.
So many times I’ve played around.
I tell you now they don’t mean a thing.
Every place I go I’ll think of you.
Every song I sing I’ll sing of you.
When I come back I’ll bring (wear) your wedding ring.
Repeat *

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