:35:11
My gray days are gay days
:35:16
When I tra-la-la for a while
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There's laughter in music
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And each little note is a smile
:35:42
The music is part
of the joy in my heart
:36:10
When I sing
:36:13
The cares of the day are far away
:36:18
My heart seems
:36:20
As light as the song I hear
from some happy nightingale
:36:28
When I sing
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My world is a place
that's bright and gay
:36:35
Rain turns to sunshine
:36:39
December to may
:36:44
Who are they?
:36:46
- When I sing...
- They're from the national museum.
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What did they want?
:36:52
They came to make
the death mask.
:36:55
Whose?
The old man's.
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... Bright as the song
I hear...