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Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew |
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Sorry am I to be parted from you |
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Sorry am I that you proved untrue |
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And you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue |
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You walked past my window both early and late |
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The looks that you give me they make my heart ache |
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The looks that you give me they caused me to rue |
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That you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue |
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Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew |
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Sorry am I to be parted from you |
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Sorry am I that you proved untrue |
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And you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue |
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I wrote her a letter, a few rosy lines |
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He wrote me letter all twisted and twined |
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You write to your love and I'll write to mine |
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You stick with your love and I'll stick with mine |
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Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew |
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Sorry am I to be parted from you |
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Sorry am I that you proved untrue |
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And you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue |
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Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew |
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Sorry am I to be parted from you |
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Sorry am I that you proved untrue |
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And you changed the green laurel for the violet so blue |
