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When The World Was Young [Sheila Graham] It isn't by chance I happen to be The belle of the ball, the toast of Paris For over the noise, the talk and the smoke I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke I walk in a room, a party or ball "Come sit over here" somebody will call "A drink for my friend, a drink for us all" But how many times I stop and recall Ah, the apple trees Blossoms in the breeze That we walked among Lying in the hay Games we used to play While the rounds were sung Only yesterday, when the world was young Wherever I go they mention my name And that in itself, is some sort of fame "Come by for a drink, we're having a game" Wherever I go I'm glad that I came The talk is quite gay, the company fine There's laughter and lights, and glamour and wine And wonderful men and some of them mine But often my eyes see a different shine Summers at Bordeaux Rowing the bateau Where the willow hung Just a dream ago When the world was young Performed live 2007-10-29
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