| Old-fashioned people, they never know why,
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| The world is changing day to day,
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| It moves so fast and leaves them in another time;
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| An old-fashioned dancer is dancing alone,
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| Dreaming of those music halls,
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| And with his lady waltzing away until the dawn,
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| And i thought i heard him say,
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| Please don’t take my dreams away;
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| They carry me back again, show me that life again,
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| Carry me back to the places that i knew,
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| Carry me back again, show me that life again,
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| Carry me back to the places that i knew…
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| Old-fashioned lovers, they walk in the park,
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| Beside the river hand in hand,
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| And hurry home for tea before it gets dark,
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| Could be you and me one day,
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| Time will come when we will say,
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| Carry me back again, show me that life again,
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| Carry me back to the places that i knew,
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| Carry me back again, show me that life again,
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| Carry me back to the places that i knew;
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| Carry me back again, show me that life again,
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| Carry me back to the places that i knew… |