I stood where you're standing
Yes I walked upon the same grounds
I thought that very same thought that you're thinking
It made me wear that same frown

And the good times you seem to be having,
I dare say I've had quite a few
And the bad times that put salt in your coffee
I can say I drunk the same brew

From California to New York city
From New York city on up to Montreal
I've had the good times and I've had the bad times
And I've been waltzing at the ball
I've been waltzing at the ball

Yes I stood where you're standing
Yes I walked inside your shoes
I hear you singing the sad sad song
Well I sang those same blues

From California to New York city
From New York city on up to Montreal
I've had the good times and I've had the bad times
And I've been waltzing at the ball
I've been waltzing at the ball

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