| I’ll bring you flowers
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| When you’re dead and gone
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| Asleep in the pines
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| In the valley of the mountain
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| Next to you I’ll lay my bones
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| When I’ve reached my prime
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| Beside the brandywine where I finally find my rest
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| Waiting in the willows with your autumn hair
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| After many miles
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| I swear I’ve known you from another time
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| And I caught you down the line
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| But I couldn’t stop you moving
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| And when I found you by the riverside
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| It’s waters wild and wide
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| You left me again
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| Waiting in the willows with your autumn hair
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| After many miles
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| An echo of an echo
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| Ressemblence of a sound
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| And I’ve prayed and I’ve waited
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| With my ear upon the ground
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| But the shovel it digs deep
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| And the calluses grow over
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| Like a mirror to a mirror
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| The canyons call your name
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| Waiting in the willows with your autumn hair
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| After many miles
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| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| Waiting in the willows with your autumn hair |
| Oh lover I’ll see you there
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| After many miles |