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