| Springtime is coming, sweet lonesome bird
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| Your echo in the woodland I hear
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| Down in the meadow so lonesome you’re singing
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| While the moonlight is shining so clear
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| But I know he’s away in a far distant land
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| A land that is over the sea
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| Go fly to him singing your sweet little song
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| And tell him to come back to me
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| Sweet Fern (Sweet Fern) Sweet Fern (Sweet Fern)
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| Oh, tell me, is my darling still true
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| Sweet Fern (Sweet Fern) Sweet Fern (Sweet Fern)
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| I’ll be just as happy as you
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| Well, a-lee-oh-lay-ee
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| Well, a-lee-ho-lee-oh-lay-ee
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| Yeah, lee-oh-lay-ee-hee-oh
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| Lee-oh-lay-ee
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| Oh, tell me, sweet Fern, is he thinking of me
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| And the promise he made long ago
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| He said he’d return from over the sea
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| Oh, why do the earth roll so slow
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| But I know he’s away in a far distant land
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| A land that is over the sea
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| Go fly to him singing your sweet little song
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| And tell him to come back to me
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| Upon my finger he placed a small ring
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| On the day he was leaving his home
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| I promised I’d be his own dear little girl
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| And love him wherever he’d roam |