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Tall Heights Eastern Standard Time [first chorus cello only] Goodbye, goodbye, Eastern Standard Time It could be roses in my pockets or be roses on my stone.
The Cwaves on the Amshore take Fall of my beiCng, Dmgray and Chabitual, reFsolved Gand serCene. And CI'm at your Amdoor half-sFmiling C DmAll of a man half-Cwaiting for the Fbell Gto Cring. While Aall of those waves unCwavering I'm Bbwa--Cve-rGing
GoodFbye, goodCbye, Eastern FStandard Time it could be Froses in my pockets or be Croses on my sGtone GoodFbye, goodCbye In the Fdark, dark hour of Cnight Em I'll be the Fonly one alone I'll be the Conly one alone I'll be the Gonly one alone C
It Ccan't be igAmnored though it Fcan be screened. C Oh Dmsinging out these Cmelodies with Fall GI Cmean. So surDmround and aAmdore me, arDmouse and imAmplore me. The Awaves will roll, the Cwaves will crash and Bbwhat left Cwill there Gbe' Oh, Bbwhat left Cwill there Gbe'
GoodFbye, goodCbye, Eastern FStandard Time it could be Froses in my pockets or be Croses on my sGtone GoodFbye, goodCbye In the Fdark, dark hour of Cnight Em I'll be the Fonly one alone I'll be the Conly one alone I'll be the Gonly one alone I'll be the Fonly one alone I'll be the Conly one alone I'll be the Gonly one alone
GoodAmbye, goodbyeC, goodFbye GoodAmbye, goodbyeC, goodDmbye The Cwaves on the Amshore take Fall of my beiCng. Am Goodbye, goodCbye. F