Father and I waved goodbye
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As we went to look
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Uncle Peter was writing a book
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And his mama was starting to cook and she's ageing
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We had come in search of one
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Who evades us all
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Never heeds the call
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If only someone could stall this ageing
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So I'll go and hope and know
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That my time is near
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Laughing through the years
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Having only fears of ageing
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The Saga Of The Ageing Orphan
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| Thin Lizzy |
