| She has a map of auburn hair
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| The bluest eyes with no compare
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| Intelligence, that just holds you there
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| And her laughter fills the evening air
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| I smile at her just strolling there
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| No need to hurry no not a care
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| When I’m walking with me darlin'
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| With my love
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| He has a heart of precious gold
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| A picture rare now to behold
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| No need to hurry back to town
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| We’ll get there in the end somehow
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| When I’m walking with my love
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| When I’m walking with me darlin'
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| With my love
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| Walking with my love
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| When I’m walking with me darlin'
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| With my love
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| As the evening falls this starry night
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| She beckons me to hold on tight
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| When the moon comes to steal the night
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| There’s an old café down by the shore
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| We’ll stop a while and chat some more
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| About the dreams we’re both wishing for
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| When I’m walking with me darlin'
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| When I’m walking with me darlin'
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| When I’m walking with me love
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| Oh with my love
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| Yes with my love
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| My Love
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| Walking with my love
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| Walking with my love |