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Someday you′ll be sorry
The way you treated me was wrong
But 'possess it was the one
Who taught you all you know
Your friends had you to make me sing another song
So good luck may be with you
And may your future you won′t fear
There won't be another to treat you like a brother
Someday you'll be sorry, dear
Oh, there won′t be another to treat you like a brother
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Writer(s): Louis Armstrong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
