All Life’s Tragedies Songtext
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All Life’s Tragedies Songtext
Outside the crowd all stand
Watching the parade go by
All the women with their handkerchiefs
Wiping their tears from their eyes
Bow your head Show respect
This is what they say
Come on and enjoy yourselves
It will be your turn one day
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
Now it′s time to say goodbye
To all your friends
I hope you enjoyed yourself
I hope you come back again
Some people loved her, some people hated her
That's what we find
Don't let it trouble you
It′ll just mess up your mind
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
Outside the crowd all stand
Watching the parade go by
And all the women with their handkerchiefs
Wiping the tears from their eyes
Some people loved her, some people hated her
That′s what we find
Don't let it trouble you
It′ll just mess up your mind
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
Watching the parade go by
All the women with their handkerchiefs
Wiping their tears from their eyes
Bow your head Show respect
This is what they say
Come on and enjoy yourselves
It will be your turn one day
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
Now it′s time to say goodbye
To all your friends
I hope you enjoyed yourself
I hope you come back again
Some people loved her, some people hated her
That's what we find
Don't let it trouble you
It′ll just mess up your mind
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
Outside the crowd all stand
Watching the parade go by
And all the women with their handkerchiefs
Wiping the tears from their eyes
Some people loved her, some people hated her
That′s what we find
Don't let it trouble you
It′ll just mess up your mind
All life's tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
All life′s tragedies
Make me feel so ill at ease
So ill at ease
So ill at ease
So
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