| Good morning, my child
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| Stay with me a while
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| You not got any place to be
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| Won’t you sit a spell with me
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| You’ve got diamonds for eyes
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| It’s time for you to rise
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| And evaporate in the sun
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| Sometimes it can weigh a ton
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| Keep all your crows away
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| Hold skinny wolves at bay
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| In silver piles of smiles
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| May all your days be gold, my child
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| A necklace of leaves
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| Spirits in the trees
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| And drown all the clocks 'til there’s none
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| Little ambient in the sun
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| Keep all your crows away
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| Hold skinny wolves at bay
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| In silver piles of smiles
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| May all your days be gold, my child
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| Good morning, my child
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| Stay with me a while
|
| And evaporate in the sun
|
| Sometimes it can weigh a ton
|
| Keep all your crows away
|
| Hold skinny wolves at bay
|
| In silver piles of smiles
|
| May all your days be gold, my child
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| May all your days be gold, my child
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| May all your days be gold, my child |