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Yours |
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Jimmy Dorsey & His Orchestra |
Yours 'til the stars have no glory
Yours 'til the birds fail to sing
Yours to the end of life's story
This pledge to you, dear, I bring
Yours in the gray of December
Here or on far distant shores
I've never loved anyone the way I love you
How could I
When I was born to be just yours
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