| I love the silver in your hair
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| I love the gold that lingers there
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| I love to see your sweet smiling face
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| For there is no one can take your place
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| I love your eyes, your fingertips
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| I love to kiss your dear sweet lips
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| I love to hold you close to my heart
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| For I love you the best of all
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| Springtime is here with the flowers
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| You are my every dream
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| Gather the sweet scented flowers
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| Down by the old village green
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| Your eyes are bright as the sunshine
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| Your lips are sweet as the dew
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| Promise that you’ll always love me
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| And I promise I’ll always be true
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| I love the silver in your hair
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| I love the gold that lingers there
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| I love to see your sweet smiling face
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| For there is no one can take your place
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| I love your eyes, your fingertips
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| I love to kiss your dear sweet lips
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| I love to hold you close to my heart
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| For I love you the best of all
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| For I love you the best of all |