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A NEW YEAR
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
This old year will soon be gone,
But a new one 's coming on,—
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
This old year will soon be gone,
But a new one 's coming on,—
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Tell us, Year, before you go,—
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Why at last you hurry so,
Though at first so very slow?
Ding, dong!
Can't you wait until we see
What the new year means to be?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Why at last you hurry so,
Though at first so very slow?
Ding, dong!
Can't you wait until we see
What the new year means to be?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
I wish years would never change;
No one wants a year that 's strange.
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Big folk say 't would never do,
None would live the past anew;
But I 'd like it,—would n't you?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
No one wants a year that 's strange.
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Big folk say 't would never do,
None would live the past anew;
But I 'd like it,—would n't you?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Just the same? No, I must be
Better with each year, you see.
Old Year, don't you pity me?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Ding!
Better with each year, you see.
Old Year, don't you pity me?
Ding, dong! ding, dong!
Ding!
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