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Send Me To The 'Lectric Chair

de Dinah Washington

Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
and my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
A cottage for sale

The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
Our beautifil garden has withered away,
Where you planted roses,the weeds seem to say,
A cottage for sale.

From every single window, I see your face,
But when I reach a window, there's empty space.
The key's in the mail box the same as before,
But no one is waiting any more,
The end of the story is told on the door.
A cottage for sale.

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