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A stranger came in from the night |
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And he stood as if lost in a dream. |
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His smile was as sad as a true love denied |
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And his voice was a song in the wind. |
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I have travelled for many-a-mile |
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And my journey I cannot delay, |
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But I must rest for a while |
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For I'm weary and cold |
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And tomorrow I'll be on my way. |
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Give me fire to keep out the cold. |
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Close the shirters and make farse the door. |
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Give me food for the night and a candle for light |
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And I will make up my bed on the floor. |
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I have nothing to give for my keep |
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And your favours I cannot repay, |
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But a gift is not measured in silver and gold ... |
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It's a memory that's treasured each day. |
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The stranger arose with the dawn |
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And he shouldered his travelling load. |
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Without making a sound he took one look around |
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And the stranger – he took to the road. |
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When the cold wind hounds in the night |
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And the rain beats hard on the door, |
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A voice in the wind seems to echo again |
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And the stranger is travelling once more … |
