Roland Kirk, Quincy Jones And His Orchestra - Days Of Wine And Roses

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The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play
Through a meadow land toward a closing door
A door marked «nevermore"that wasn’t there before
The lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to The days of wine and roses and you
(The lonely night discloses) just a passing breeze filled with memories
Of the golden smile that introduced me to The days of wine and roses and you-oo-oo
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