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I never thought I'd live to be a hundred
I never thought I'd get to do
The things that all those other sons do
And they do
I never thought I'd ever have my freedom
An age ago my maker was refusing me
The pleasure of the view
I never thought I'd live to be a hundred
I never thought I'd get to do
The things that all those other sons do
And they do
I never thought I'd ever have my freedom
An age ago my maker was refusing me
The pleasure of the view