I'm on the white cliffs of dover Thinking it over and over But if I jump it's all over A cautionary tale for you
I'd like to roll in the clover With you over and over On the white cliffs of dover And then I let you push me over
If that is the fact Then in actual fact I'm not where it's at And it's over Oh, if that is the fact Then in actual fact I'm not where it's at And it's over Yes it is
And now the bluebirds are over (I'm floating away) Over the white cliffs of dover (spent twenty years upon The sea) And when you push me over (and when I come back) Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything (I found that you took care To me)
If that is the fact Then in actual fact I'm not where it's at And it's over Repeat
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