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Chapter 54

 

 

  

Sing a song of sad young men,

  

  

glasses full of rye.

  

  

All the news is bad again

  

  

kiss your dreams goodbye.

  

  

All the sad young men

  

  

sitting in the bars

  

  

drinking up the night

  

  

and missing all the stars.

  

  

All the sad young men

  

  

drifting through the town

  

  

drinking up the night

  

  

trying not to frown.

  

 

All the sad young men,

  

 

singing in the cold

  

 

trying to forget

  

 

that they are growing old.

  

 

All the sad young men

  

 

choking on their youth,

  

 

trying to be gay

  

 

 running from the truth.

  

 

All the sad, sad, sad young men.

  

 

Autumn turns the leaves to gold

  

 

slowly dies the heart.

  

 

Sad young men

  

 

 

are growing old,

   

  

that's the cruelest part.

  

  

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