| Lift a finger by the garden path
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| Rest a weary spirit and by half
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| Trip no fe no fe neh…
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| Down the path
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| Trip no fe no fe neh…
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| And by half
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| Climb a ladder
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| Fit the perfect star
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| Willows weep along the river’s edge
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| Steal a boat and pole it down the stream
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| Taking only ever what you need
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| In the creeping shadow
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| By the end of the garden
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| Find a creature
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| Who will teach you
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| Life
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| Ooh…
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| Step down from the stile across the field
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| Move a merry step because you can
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| While away the city and the greed
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| Til you see those faces drawing near
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| In the creeping shadow
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| By the end of the garden
|
| Find a creature
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| Who will teach you
|
| Life
|
| Ooh…
|
| Lift a finger by the garden path
|
| Rest a weary spirit and by half
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| Trip no fe no fe neh…
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| Down the path
|
| Trip no fe no fe neh…
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| And by half |