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When I was but a little boy, my father said to me, |
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"Come here and learn a lesson from the lovely lemon tree." |
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"My son, it's most important," my father said to me, |
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"To put your trust in what you feel and not in what you see." |
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Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet, |
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But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat. |
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Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet, |
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But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat. |
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Beneath that lemon tree one day, my love and I did lie, |
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A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the sun rose in the sky. |
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We spent that summer lost in love, beneath that lemon tree, |
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The magic of her laughter hid my father's words from me. |
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One day she left without a word, she took away the sun. |
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And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done. |
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She done left me for another man, it's a common tale but true, |
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As sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you. |
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