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           No, this is not my day.      

           No, things are not going my day.  

           No, things are not ok.

           My ears are beginning to ring.

           My heart is certainly not going to sing.

           Oh no, you see, with me, she did not say.

      

      My baby's gone away.  Oh, what can I say?

    

       And, I'm left here to shed a tear.

       And, I'm left here to stand in fear.

       And, I'm left here knowing my baby is not near.

       I do not know where my baby will be going.

       I feel so low.



      My baby's gone away.  Oh, what can I say?

      

     She did not want to dance and sway anymore with me.

     She did not want to prace around with me anymore.

     She did not want to make a joyful sound with me, anymore.

     You see, she did not like having me around, anymore.

     Yeah, she said I was getting to be a bore.



      My baby's gone away.  Oh, what can I say?  

    

       Oh with me, she did not stay.

       In her life, she wanted to go a different way.

       Oh with me, she did not want to play.

       Oh to more time with me, she did say neigh.

       Oh with me, she did not want to spend another day.



      My baby's gone away.  Oh, what can I say?

      My baby's gone away.  Oh, what can I say?