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GOOD-BYE AT THE DOOR 
Words by J. E. CARPENTER. 
Music by STEPHEN GLOVER. 
1. Of all the mem’ries of the past, 
2. But time and place have quite es-tranged 
That come 
Each ear 
like sum - mer 
ly friend we 
dreams. 
knew: 
Whose rain - bow hues still round 
How few re-main, how ma - 
Their bright, their bright but fleeting beams, 
Of those, of those we deem’d so true . . 
The dear - est, sweetest that can be. 
Those hap - py hours a-gain to me. 
cast, 
changed, 
Of days gonelongbe 
But mem’ - ry can re- 
Are those that bring to mind to 
And life’s last moments seem to 
c good bye. 
good bve, ’ 
’ the “good bye” at the door 
the “good bye” at the door; 
Are those that oft recall to me. 
The ling’ring thought will ever be 
ritard. 
The “good bye,” the “goodbye 1 
The “goodbye,” the “goodbye” 
ritard. 
By permission of 0. Ditson <& Co., owners of copyright. 
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