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INTO THE MYSTIC

WE WERE BORN BEFORE THE WIND

ALSO YOUNGER THAN THE SUN

ERE THE BONNIE BOAT WAS AS WE SAILED INTO THE MYSTIC

HARK NOW HERE THE SAILORS CRY

SMELL THE SEA AND FEEL THE SKY

AND WHEN THAT FOG HORN BLOWS I WILL BE COMING HOME

AND WHEN THAT FOG HORN BLOWS I WANT TO HEAR IT

I DON'T HAVE TO FEAR IT

I WANT TO ROCK YOUR GYPSY SOUL

JUST LIKE WAY BACK IN THE DAYS OF OLD

THEN MAGNIFICENTLY WE WILL FLOAT INTO THE MYSTIC

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