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There's a sailor gone to sea only he knows how it feels
as he bids a fond farewell to all his kin
as he walks along the shore to his love he throws a rose
I'll return again in winter or in spring.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
At the station she boards a train wet with tears and rain
and a father holds a mothers empty hand
all the things you need to know, she whispers as she goes
what I have I hold forever in my heart.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
Where the sun meets the sky
that a soldier standing by
his eyes they cannot hide that lonesome tale
threre's a photograph of home the smell of sweet cologne
and words of love for ever and a day.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
On an old country lane
where the wilderness still reigns
an old man takes a flower in his hand
Well I've watched you bloom and fade and the beauty you create
And I'll take this pleasure with me as we part.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
We had it all we had the best of times
we had a life that dreams are made of.
