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Yardbirds Farewell

could see Just what my world would finally be On Sunday back inside my room I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon I let my mind find its own ways Farewell

could see Just what my world would finally be On Sunday back inside my room I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon I let my mind find its own ways Farewell

I could see Just what my world would finally be On Sunday back inside my room I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon I let my mind find its own ways Farewell