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When I was young / I used to say: / Romance will come riding by / And I shall surely smile / And play with him awhile.
When I grew older / then I said: / Romance may come riding by / I wonder shall I smile / And play with him awhile?
But now --
Alas! I only say: / Romance never will come by / And I shall never smile / He has been dead the while!