Sunny day spent walking
Up the hillside, Down the road
I dropped my bag
bout a half mile back
cause I was tired of dragging that load
Try not to think bout what I'm leaving behind
Some things a just better left off my mind
So long my friend
I'm on my way
Don't ask me why
I don't know anyway
It just my time to be travelling on
Remember me when you hear my song
Don't come by my house I don't live there no more
I didn't wanna try
To say goodbye
So I left you a note by your door
Try not to think bout how we threw it away
Some things are better left
Undone they say
Maybe you'll find me
On another day
Maybe then I'll be ready
To go your way
And if it's my time to take you on
This may just be our true love song
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