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No regrets For the things we said and did. No regrets For the times I went and hid. Who knows if they might someday Try to do me in, Although I try to show them It's not me who does that foolish grin. No regrets For looking crotchety and cross. No regrets For sometimes making like the boss. Should that impression linger, I'll be quick with the finger So no one forgets I've no regrets.
Music by Roy Ingraham |