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Oh, babe, I hate to go

All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go,
I‘m standing here outside your door,
I hate to wake you up to say good-bye. But the dawn is breaking, it’s early 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 leaving 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’ve let you down,
so many times I’ve played around,
I tell you now they don’t mean a thing.
Every place I go I’ll think of you,
every song I sing I’ll sing for you,
when I come back, I’ll bring your wedding ring.

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 leaving on a jet plane,
don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

Now the time has come to leave you,
one more time let me kiss you,
then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come
when I won’t have to leave alone,
about the times I won’t have to say:

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 leaving on a jet plane,
don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

I’m leaving on a jet plane,
don’t know when I’ll be back again.
Oh, babe, I hate to go.

p.s. I’mna be in El Paso International Airport from 13 to 15:10, in Phoenix from 15:45 to 16:30 and in LAX from 17:45 to 23:00 in case any of you happen to be in the area… and have made it through the security checkpoint… and have a ticket… and, um, are really good at finding people when you only have a caricature of them to go by. So if you’re one of those, stop me and say hi. I’ll be the one with the Rubik’s Cube. If not, I’ll hopefully see you all on Monday (or as we say in Australia: On Monday). Farewell.

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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 to say good-bye. But the dawn is breaking, it’s early 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…

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