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Golden, Golden

	作词 : Stewart
	Slowly, slowly, walk the path,
	And you might never stumble or fall.
	Slowly, slowly, walk the path,
	And you might never fall in love at all.

	Lonely, lonely, is the heart
	That ne'er another can call its own.
	Lonely, lonely, lies the part
	That has to live all alone.

	Wildly, wildly, beats the heart
	With a rush of love like a mountain stream.
	Wildly, wildly, play your part
	As free as a wild bird's dream

	CHORUS:
	Golden, golden, is her hair,
	Like the morning sun over fields of corn.
	Golden, golden, is her love,
	So sweet and clear and warm.

	zuò cí : Stewart
	Slowly, slowly, walk the path,
	And you might never stumble or fall.
	Slowly, slowly, walk the path,
	And you might never fall in love at all.

	Lonely, lonely, is the heart
	That ne' er another can call its own.
	Lonely, lonely, lies the part
	That has to live all alone.

	Wildly, wildly, beats the heart
	With a rush of love like a mountain stream.
	Wildly, wildly, play your part
	As free as a wild bird' s dream

	CHORUS:
	Golden, golden, is her hair,
	Like the morning sun over fields of corn.
	Golden, golden, is her love,
	So sweet and clear and warm.