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Wherever he would go The old lamplighter of long, long ago
His snowy hair was so much whiter Beneath the candle glow The old lamplighter of long, long ago
You'd hear the patter of his feet As he came toddling down the street His smile would hide a lonely heart you see
If there were sweethearts in the park He'd pass a lamp and leave it dark Remembering the days that used to be
For he recalls when dreams were new He loved someone who loved him too Who walks with him alone in memory
Now if you look up in the sky You'll understand the reason why The little stars at night are all aglow
He turns them on when night is here He turns them off when dawn is near The little man we loved so long ago
He made the night a little brigher Wherever he would go The old lamplighter of long, long ago
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