Thanks for your letter and your kind words of comfort
It's good to hear from you again
I'm going ok, taking it day by day
You know what they say "Can't complain"

It's just these little aches and pains
I got 'em always now, sunshine or rain

It must be nice up there on the river
Maybe I could visit, I haven't had a trip in a while
There's nothing much keeping me here
I see the gang maybe once or twice a year
You and me, we could walk a rambling country mile

Test out these little aches and pains
When all else goes, they remain

Disabled we're born, disabled we die
Is that a cliché? I'll make it one!
Hope it doesn't get too creaky
I have found that what you don't know will hurt you
And what doesn't kill you makes you weaker

Leaves you with little aches and pains
I got 'em always now, sunshine or rain
Oh, these little aches and pains
I don't count my losses now, just my gains

O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, your true love's coming
That can sing both high and low
Trip no further pretty sweeting
Journeys end in lovers' meeting
Every wise man's son doth know

What is love, 'tis not hereafter
Present mirth, hath present laughter
What's to come, is still unsure
In delay there lies no plenty
Then come kiss me sweet and twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure

O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O Mistress mine where are you roaming?

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Writer(s): Paul Maurice Kelly