| Once more, little Annie, I must leave you
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| We shall part at the end of the lane
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| But promise me, little Annie
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| You will wait for me till springtime comes again
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| When the sun shines down on the mountain
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| And the wild sheep are wandering all alone
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| When the birds and the bees are a-humming
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| Makes me think that springtime won’t be very long
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| When the springtime comes on the mountain
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| And the wild flowers scattered o’er the plain
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| I shall watch for the leaves to return to their trees
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| And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again
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| Yodel-ay-ee, ah-lee-oh-lay-ee
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| Ah-lee-oh-lay-ee-hee-oh-lay-ee
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| Now springtime is here, little Annie
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| I am on my way back to the lane
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| For you promised me, little Annie
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| You’d be waiting when the springtime comes again |