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Spring will come and grass will grow |
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The brooks will hum with melted snow |
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If love is good to me |
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Clouds will cry and rain will fall |
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The earth will sigh and drink it all |
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If love is good to me |
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There always will be skies of blue above me |
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Just as long as Mother Nature makes you love me |
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Leaves will fall from winter's chill |
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I'll recall a summer thrill |
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That once you gave to me |
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These wonderous things each year |
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Depend on you my dear |
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This all could be |
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If love is good to me |
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If love is good to me |
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If love is good to me |
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There always will be skies of blue above me |
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Just as long as Mother Nature makes you love me |
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Leaves will fall from winter's chill and |
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I'll recall a summer thrill |
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That once you gave to me |
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These wonderous things each year |
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Depend on you my dear |
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This all could be |
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If love is good to me |
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This all could be |
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If love is good to me |
