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I thought it was Easter time

 the way the light rose

 rose that morning

Lately you've been on my mind

 You showed me the rope

 ropes to climb

over mountains

 and to pull myself

 out of a landslide

 of a landslide

I thought it was harvest time

You always loved the smell of wood burning

She with her honey hair

Dalhousie Castle

she would meet you there

In the winter

Butter yellow

The flames you stirred

Yes, you could stir

I raise a glass

 Make a toast

 A toast in your honor

I hear your laugh

 and beg me not to dance

 on your right standing by

 is Mr. Bojangles

 With a toast he's telling me it's time

to raise a glass

make a toast A toast in your honor

I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance

'cause on your right standing by

is Mr.Bojangles

with a toast he's telling me it's time

 To let you go Let you go

I thought I'd see you again.

You say you might do

Maybe in a carving

in a cathedral

Somewhere in Barcelona.