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Come back to me, my sweetheart Don’t leave me all alone. Come back to me, my darling I can’t believe you’ ve gone. I’m crying ‘cos I’m feeling blue again. I’m crying’cos I’m falling like a stone. Oh, let me tempt you with my beauty And my voice forever young. Let me tempt you with my spirit My laughter and my songs. I’m crying ‘cos I never did you wrong. I’m crying ‘cos with you I still belong. I thought maybe I’d follow, To see where you have gone But there’s a hand upon this tiller That is not mine alone. I’m crying ‘cos I wrote this old blue song. I’m crying ‘cos I’ve been lonely for too long. The hand upon my tiller The mystery of the dark The unknown one who lives in me And sings like a skylark. I’m singing ‘cos I wrote you a new song. I’m singing ‘cos the cat ain’t got my tongue.

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