Here I go again. I said here that I didn't write songs, and yet here is yet another verse turned into a song, this one from the early 70's.
My mother made me take you out
She said that you were very sad,
Because your mother and your dad
Had perished in a roundabout.
And so I met you at your place
And smiled at you and took your hand.
You didn't smile, but I understand;
I saw the sorrow in your face.
Oh, do you remember when I took you to the Fair,
To the Fair?
And how we got together there?
Oh, do you remember the Ferris Wheel?
That great circle of seats and steel.
Oh, do you remember the Teddy Bear,
And hoards of people everywhere,
And Cotton Candy?
Repeat Chorus 1
Oh, do you remember the racing game?
The plunger-pulling racing game,
And the ceramic leopard that I won -
You said you hadn't had such fun
Repeat Chorus 1:
Oh, do you remember the strength machine?
How I, reluctant, far from keen,
Picked up the hammer, rang the bell?
After that, we said we might as well
Head on home.
Oh, do you remember when I took you to the Fair
To the Fair?
And how you smiled at me there?
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