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There's a great fall on the bridge to Brooklyn
That is gravy in my proof
So I hold the machines up to my face
And close my eyes and think of you
So you won't let me go
You won't let me go
Your ghost is the mostest hauntih-ing thing I have chased
Don't be late to your dreams oh baby please don't make me walk this nightmare, oh no
I saw the parts of you with my boxcar home
And your phantom voice in my ear
So I hold the sheets of two by eight and wish for blue skies forever there
So you won't let me go
You won't let me go
Your ghost is the mostest hauntih-ing thing I have loved
It can't be worse
Oh won't you sing me a sea song and take me from your sad, lonely place
Yeah, say the word and I'll leave you
Say the word and I'll stay
Reached out hand and I'm drowning, and go down with me
Anyway-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
You're the great fall on the bridge to Brooklyn
You're the great fall on the bridge to Brooklyn
You're the great fall on the bridge to Brookly-ih-ih-ih-ih-in
Because you, yeah you
Yeah, you won't let me go
Oh, you won't let me go
Your ghost is the mostest hauntih-ing thing I have loved
It can't be worse
Oh won't you sing me a sea song and lift me from this sad, lonely place
There's a great fall on the bridge to Brooklyn
You're the great fall on the-uh bridge to Brooklyn
You're the great fall on the bridge to Brookly-ih-ih-ih-ih-in
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