And they said you were a true gentleman Even 'til the end. The likes of which we'll rarely see again.
I found myself alone wandering, Oh searching deep within, But some questions don't need answering.
But I hope that I do Get to see you. And I just pull myself through Just to meet you Just once more, Just once more We'd play bagatelle, We'd play bagatelle again.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
And they said you were a true gentleman Even 'til the end. The likes of which we'll rarely see again.
I found myself alone wandering, Searching deep within, But some questions don't need answering.
But I hope that I do Get to see you. And I just pull myself through Just to see you Just once more, Just once more We'd play bagatelle, We'd play bagatelle again.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
Just once more, Just once more We'd play bagatelle, We'd play bagatelle again.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
And it's so hard to see her cry 'cos I love her so dearly And it's the last time he'll close his eyes.
Compositores: Mark Whitmore Evans (Mark Evans), Patrick Jordan, Christopher Parmley, Matthew Evan Chipchase (Matthew Chipchase), David Coombe, Graham Luke Evans, Andrew Parmley ECAD: Obra #4274569