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Farewell, my friends,
I’m bound for Canaan,
I’m trav’ling through the wilderness;
Your company has been delightful,
You, who doth leave my mind distressed.
I go away, behind to leave you,
Perhaps never to meet again,
But if we never have the pleasure,
I hope we’ll meet on Canaan’s land.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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9 8 9 8 D
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MUSIC
Name:
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PARTING FRIENDS
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 D
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1842
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