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Sweet Sound of My Violin


When I feel down,

And all I can do is frown,

When my life is all pain within

I pick up my violin

 

I play with my whole

I play without control

The sweet sound that comes out

Gets rid of my doubt

 

I can't help smiling

When I am violining 

It brings out the peace

It brings sweet release

 

I know the world is still joyous

Because of the sweet chorus

Of my wonderful violin

 

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