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We go to taste the joys of life, Like bubbles on its tide, Now glittering in the sunshine, Now dancing in its pride. But bubble-like they break and burst And leave us sad, you know, There's naught so sweet as memory of The days of long ago, O, the days of long ago, O, the days of long ago, There's naught so sweet as memory of The days of long ago. To schoolmates dear, we then must bid A last, a fond good-by. But deeply in our hearts is hid Affection's golden tie; Our friendship strong will form a bond That will bind us evermore, A bond that makes us truly one In the happy days of yore, In the happy days of yore, In the happy days of yore, A bond that makes us truly one, In the happy days of yore.