Miss McGinty's Ghost
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For a letter from the coast
And the leaves they squall
Past Miss McGinty's wall
As she marks another fall
And they say you get used to all of it
But I don't think that I could mend
Miss McGinty's Ghost
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Again
Never spoke my mind.
Tried not to be unkind.
But I left you in a bind --
And the leaves they squall
Past our garden wall
As I'm waiting for your call
And they say I'd get used to all of it
But I don't think that I could mend
Miss McGinty's Ghost
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