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ALL TOMORROW'S PARTIES
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ALL TOMORROW'S PARTIES,
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And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties ?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what shall she do and where will she go
When midnight comes around ?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties ?
White silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around ?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties ?
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning.
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
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And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties ? A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties. And what shall she do and where will she go When midnight comes around ? She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door. And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties ? White silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties. And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around ? She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door. And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties ? For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning. A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties
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