Faces I miss from the Dollary Farm Gone from a world of pain And the question comes to me o'er and o'er

will they no' come back again?

All is over, the die is cast’ The words funeral said

And my sad heart aches for sweet Pauline

Who weeps and mourns for her dead.

Heavyweight John, farewell, farewell How the tears come to my eyes May we meet where sorr0w never lives

And friendship never dies.

Rest in your grave in the churchyard old In Nature's care to be Hushed to your long and dreamless sleep

By the roll of the grand old sea.

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