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Ev'ry Time We Say Goodbye - Dinah Washington/Quincy Jones And His Orchestra
Everytime we say goodbye I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me who must be in the know
Think so little of me they allow you to go
And when you're near
There's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye
I be so sad every single time
I will say goodbye
