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♪ Yesterdays, yesterdays. ♪
♪ Days are new as happy sweet, sequestered days. ♪
♪ Olden days, golden days. Days of mad romance and love. ♪
♪ Then gay youth was mine. Truth was mine. ♪
♪ Joyous, free and flaming life. Then sooth was mine. Sad am I. Glad am I. ♪
♪ For today I'm dreaming of yesterdays. ♪
♪ Yesterdays, yesterdays. Days are new as happy sweet, sequestered days. ♪
♪ Olden days, golden days. Days of mad romance and love. ♪
♪ For then gay youth was mine. Truth was mine. ♪
♪ Joyous, free and flaming life. Then sooth was mine. Sad am I. Glad am I. For today I'm dreaming of yesterdays. ♪
♪ Yesterdays. ♪