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That there'll be no applause at home
And I'll miss you most
When I'm singing
That there'll be no applause at home
And I'll miss you most
When I'm singing
And soon, I'll hear old winter's song
But I'll miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall
And soon, I'll hear old winter's song
But I'll miss you most of all, my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall