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I'm wishing I could go back to, the good times I knew away and playing all day out in the blue under the trees in a summer breeze, the sunlight through buttercup and a tall grass maze with you
Martha, Martha, Martha tell me what we've giving the day to day no longer fun happened to the warm warm sun were out in the cold, cold growing so old before our has come
Martha, Martha, Martha tell me what we've giving the day to day no longer fun whatever happened to the warm sun (to the warm warm sun) out in the cold cold growing so old before our time has come
2 time after time our may cause, the things we used to do thinking it over and running it the whole day through watching the evening sun go down, and waiting for a or two the back home in the dark and dusky blue
Martha, Martha, Martha me what we've done giving the day to day no longer fun happened to the warm warm sun were out in the cold, growing so old before our time has come
Martha, Martha, Martha tell me what done giving the day to day no longer fun happened to the warm warm sun (to the warm warm sun) were out in the cold, cold growing so old our time has come
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha, oh whatever Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha oh have we've done Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha, oh happened