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Morningside
The old man died
And no one cried
They simply turned away and when he died
He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
For my children
Morning light
Morning bright
I spent the night
With dreams that make you weep morning time
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man signed
For my children
And the legs were shaped with his hands
And the top made of oaken wood
And the children who sat around this great table touched it with their laughter
Ah that was good
Morningside
Old man died
And no one cried
He surely died alone and truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph
For my children
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rendu célèbre par Neil Diamond
Auteur-Compositeur : Neil Diamond Adaptateur : Michel Mella
Avec l'autorisation de : Universal Music Publishing UK
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