„Oh, babe, I hate to go…”

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All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go

I’m standing here outside your door,

I hate to wake you up and say goodbye

But the down is breaking, it’s late morn,

The taxi’s waiting, he’s blowing his horn

Already I’m so lonesome I could die.



So kiss me and smile for me,

tell me that you’ll wait for me,

hold me like you’ll never let me go!

‘Cause I’m living on a jet plane

don’t know when I’ll be back again.

Oh, babe, I hate to go!


There’s so many times I let you down,

so many times I played around.

I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing!

Every note I wrote, I wrote for you!

every song I sang, I sang for you!

When I come back you’ll wear my wedding ring!




Now the time has come to leave you

One more time please let me kiss you.

Then close your eyes and I’ll be on my way!

Think about the day to come,

When I won’t have to leave you all alone,

about the time when I won’t have to say




„Leaving on a jet plane” (by John Denver)



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