| What will you give me for one prairie night?
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| Silver fields and meadows and the moon’s silver light
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| Mister cat in the hay loft with silvery eye
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| All these precious possessions I’ll sell, if you’ll buy
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| What will you give me for one prairie day?
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| The golden fields of autumn and the primrose in May
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| Sun’s courtin' meadowlarks, off in the sky
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| All those precious possessions I’ll sell if you’ll buy
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| What will you give me for one prairie breeze?
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| Rippling the grasses and rustling the trees
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| Wafting the scent of the newly mown hay
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| All those precious possessions I’ll sell if you’ll pay
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| What will you give me for one prairie sky?
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| An amethyst sea with cloud galleons sailing by
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| The aurora dancing on cold winter nights
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| All these precious possessions I’ll sell for a price
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| What will you give me for one prairie day?
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| With the earth cracked and smokin'
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| Where we’d crossed yesterday
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| Gone the birds from the air, gone the child I begot
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| All those precious possessions I sold, and for what? |