.I wore my finest suit of clothes
The sharpest thorn defending the rose
Hot as a pistol
Keen as a blade
The sharpest thorn upon parade
And it's the same most every year>
Ghosts of the dear departed are near>
We raise our glasses and we cheer>
Should old acquaintance .
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