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Just like the flowers that strew the hillside
With the world at our command
We were bound to be true lovers
Too young then to understand
There will be no golden mansions
As our old songs often tell
For the mill has torn your beauty
And the mine my youth as well
The careless promise that was given
It was never meant to be
For my heart had blinded reason
As you gave yourself to me
There will be no golden mansions
As our old songs often tell
For the mill has torn your beauty
And the mine my youth as well
I have secrets I could tell you
You have secrets of your own
All the years we've been together
You and I have lived alone
One by one the children parted
Down the road where we have been
Without a simple word of warning
Of a deadly lesson there
There will be no golden mansions
As our old songs often tell
For the mill has torn your beauty
And the mine my youth as well
And now beside the firelight dreaming
Of a far off peaceful shore
Let there be a rolling hillside
Where our flowers may bloom again
Let there be a golden mansion
As our old songs often tell
And from this world of broken promise
Let us haste to say farewell;
And from this world of broken promise
Let us haste to say farewell