"Your felt hat"

If you say ‘Go And question me I don’t know Where had to be Wherever been Whatever done My trips are mean Acquired none When couldn’t see The Polar star It showed me I’ve got too far In sights of Rome No joy I met On my way home I’ve found that What makes up set Are crack of dawn And your felt hat To greet the morn If you say ‘Go And question me Now surely know With you I’ll be
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