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Strawbs version The dancing plants grow low. Burning embers start to glow. The pictures soon will fade. Pictures that the flames have made. Your hazy, wistful face. Suddenly is gone without a tra
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Good morning, good afternoon,. And what have you got to say?. Well I'm waiting, but I can't stay long,. It's such a lovely day. There's a time to be talking. And a time when it's no use. Right n
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Well, come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick. Come on let's tie a knot. Come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick. Come on let's tie a knot. Father don't like it, my brother don't like it
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I can't believe that it's so cold As gentle tides go rolling by,. Along the salt sea strand. The colours blend and roll as one. Together in the sand. And often do the winds entwine. Do send their
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Why do you whisper, green grass?. Why tell the trees what ain't so?. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know Why tell them all your secrets?. Who kissed there long ago?. Whispering grass.
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It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy. It's a boy, Mrs. Walker, it's a boy.
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Oh babe, you are the one I love. You are the one I'm thinking of. You know it's still a long long way. But I'll be home at the end of the day I'll sing my songs just for you. And I'll bring my lov
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They said that it was snowing. In astounded tones upon the news. I wonder why they're always so surprised. 'Cos every year it snows Frozen images of snowploughs. As they churn along the motorways.
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Everybody else has gone,. But you're still here with me. All the world is sleeping by and by. Through the windowpane. The frosted light is streaming in,. Full moon sailing high across the sky. T
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This is the text on the rendezvous album. . If your eyes are blue you know the rest. Champagne if it's very cool. It's never very formal how you dress. For oysters by the swimming pool. Then sli
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Oh babe you are the one I love,. You are the one I'm thinking of. You know it's still a long long way,. But I'll be home at the end of the day. . I'll sing my songs just for you. And I'll bring
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No use knocking at my door,. I don't think I live here anymore. I live in the past you see. I think of the last time we were there. Before you went with her. . All my letters lie unopened,. Alo
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One evening fair I took the air. Down by blackwaterside. 'twas gazing all around me. When the irish lad I spied All through the first part of that night. We did lie in sport and play,. When this
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