Oh, Sweet Life
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Peter S. Quinn
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Oh, sweet life
let me mend,
no more strife
till the end.
I love you
make my way,
let me through
to a sweet day.
I am playing
it on rough,
all I am saying
I've had enough.
Give me luck
and make it stay,
you are my rock
each new day.
I am trying
each time on,
but time's flying
till he's gone.
I need you
in my way,
days of new
with me stay.
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