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Gone away is the bluebird
Hope to see you soon
Come back with roses, Daisy’s, and balloons
Gone away is the bluebird
Her wings fluttering in the breeze
Come back with a melody; sweet as can be
Fly, fly, fly my pretty thing
On high in the blue sky, warm in summers eve
Gone away is the bluebird
Her companies missed already
Come back my dear friend and tell me all your stories.