| O say goodbye to the little girl tree
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| O you know that I must say goodbye
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| To the little girl tree
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| This wall I built around you
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| Is made out of stone-lies
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| O little girl the truth would be An axe in thee
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| O father look to your daughter
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| Brick of grief and stricken morter
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| With this ring
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| This silver hoop of wire
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| I bind your maiden mainstem
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| Just to keep you as a child
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| O say goodbye to the little girl tree
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| O you know that I must say goodbye
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| To my little girl tree
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| How fast your candy bones
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| Reached out for me I must say goodbye to your brittle bones
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| Crying out for me O you know that I must say goodbye
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| O goodbye
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| Even though you will betray me The very minute that I leave
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| O say goodbye to the little girl tree
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| O Lord you know that I must say goodbye
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| To that little girl tree
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| I rise up her girl-child lumps and slipping knots
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| Into her laden boughs
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| And amongst her roping limbs
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| Like a swollen neck vein branching
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| Into smaller lesser veins
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| That must all just sing and say goodbye
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| And let her blossom veils fly
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| Her velvet gown
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| Down down down
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| Down down down
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| Down down down and goodbye
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| For you know that I must say goodbye
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| To a rhythm softly tortured
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| Of a motion back and forth
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| Thats a rhythm sweetly tortured
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| O that’s the rhythm of the orchard
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| And you know that I must say goodbye
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| To that little girl tree
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| O goodbye
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| Yes goodbye
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| For you know that I must die
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| Down down down
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| Down down down
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| Down down down and goodbye
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| For you know that I must die
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| Yes you know that I must die
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| O-o you know that I must die |