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(Blue Is The Colour) |
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Alone in the world was poor little Anne |
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As sweet a young child as you'd find |
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Her parents had gone to their final reward |
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Leaving their baby behind |
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Did you hear this poor little child |
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Was only nine years of age |
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When mother and dad went away |
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Still she bravely worked |
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At the one thing she knew |
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To earn a few pennies a day |
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She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers |
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Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear |
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She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers |
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Fashioned from Annie's despair |
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With papers and shears, with wire and wax |
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She made up each tulip and mum |
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As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room |
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Her baby little fingers grew numb |
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>From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers |
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Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear |
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She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers |
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Made from Annie's despair |
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And they found little Annie all covered in ice |
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Still clutching her poor frozen shears |
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Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand |
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And watered with all her young tears |
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There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play |
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In heavenly gardens and bowers |
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And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head |
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A garland of genuine flowers |
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No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers |
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Flowers for ladies of society to wear |
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Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers |
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Fashioned from Annie's |
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Fashioned from Annie's despair |
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