| I met my darlin’in the springtime
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| When all the flowers were in bloom
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| And like the flowers our love blossomed
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| We married in the month of June
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| Our love was like a burning ember
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| It warmed us as a golden glow
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| We had sunshine in December
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| And threw our roses in the snow
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| Now God has taken my darlin'
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| And left me with a memory
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| A memory I will always cherish
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| Are these last words he said to me Our love was like a burning ember
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| It warmed us as a golden glow
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| We had sunshine in December
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| And threw our roses in the snow
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| My darlin’s buried on the hillside
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| Where all the wild spring flowers grow
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| And when winter snows start fallin'
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| On his grave I’ll place a rose
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| Our love was like a burning ember
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| It warmed us as cold winds blow
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| We had sunshine in December
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| And threw our roses in the snow |