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Golden Bough - Country Life lyrics
Chorus (after each verse): I like to rise when the sun she rises, early in the morning I like to hear them small birds singing, merrily upon their branches And hurrah for the life of a country boy And to ramble in the new mown hay In spring we sow at the harvest mow That is when the seasons around they go But of all the times if choose I may, I go rambling through the new mown hay In the wintertime when the sky is gray, We hedge and we ditch our time away, But in the summertime when the sun shines gay, I go rambling through the new mown hay. I was born in the month of May, When flowers bloom and life is gay, But of all the times to choose I may, I go rambling through the new mown hay. |
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