I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
Then let my eyes forget that they have seen the day, my love.
And let my ears not hear sweet children at their play, my love.
And let my lips forget that they have learned to pray, my love,
If I forsake you, if I forsake you.
I'll never forget you, but should I forget you,
Then may I ever know the bitter, not the sweet, my love.
And may I never find a friendly hand to greet, my love.
And let this heart of mine forget that it must beat, my love,
If I forget, if I forget you
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