All your little notes,
Not little loved, your notes.
All your little notes,
Not little loved, your notes,
They follow me ‘round.
How I find them,
In a book to keep a place,
Back of bus tickets,
In my suitcase,
They’re keeping me warm,
Staving off a doubtful wind,
A doubtful wind,
Keeping me warm,
And I quote
Your words, never wearing thin,
‘Round my shoulders,
I quote,
Your words never wearing thin,
‘Round my shoulders.
Oh now, don’t mind me,
I guess I made my bed,
And I’ll be damned darlin,
If you don’t lay with me in it.
Staving off a doubtful wind,
A doubtful wind,
Keeping me warm,
And I quote
Your words, never wearing thin,
‘Round my shoulders,
I quote,
Your words never wearing thin,
‘Round my shoulders.
Oh how time goes on,
How little time goes on.
I wish it full, I wish it long,
No little wish is wrong,
Why, can I follow you ‘round?
Keep me on my toes,
Move mysteriously,
Keep writing your
Little notes for me,
From your very own hand.
(How bold of a squall, a little note is)
From your very own hand
(How bold of a squall, a little note is)
From your very own hand
(How bold of a squall, a little note is)
(How bold of a squall, a little note is)

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