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I remember Fancy
painted rugs on veranda doors
And Kit who cooks in foods
From the Grenadines and
And the old man sang as he the rum
And sang in the street band, walking by on the

at night and sometimes afternoons
My visitor would through curtain doors
She was far too
The turned gold to bronze
As the afternoons slipped down the sea

Oh I Mary's Fancy
Walking in sun-dried clothes
From the to the town, to the top of the hill
Wherever we went led to our room
And the sails we from our shadowy bed
With flags of ships out in the bay

She was far too
When the easy
Held us for the night
And we did in the place was everything
And beauty her grace on thee

Fancy stands there still
An empty shell on a out hill
But once we laughed and wept
Now the memory of my is kept
Where ships sail in to away
In a sense she'll return like day

And love made it Mary's Fancy
Love that made it Fancy - gone.