| Oh, yeah
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| What a song, what a song to sing
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| And I’m singin' my song, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Sing a song, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She faced the hardest times you would imagine
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| And many times her eyes fought back the tears, yeah, yeah
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| And when her youthful world was about to fall in
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| Each time her slender shoulders
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| Bore the weight of all her fears and a sorrow no one hear
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| Still rings in midnight silence in her ear
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| Let her cry for she’s a lady
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| Let her dream, she’s a child
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| Let the rain fall down upon her
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| She’s a free and gentle flower growin' wild
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| And if by chance I should hold her, hold her
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| Let me, let me hold her for a little while
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| And if I had but one possession, possession
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| I would take her from the garden to be mine, oh, yeah, yeah
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| Be careful how you touch her for she night awaken
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| And sleep is the only freedom that the little girl knows
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| And when you walk into your eyes, you won’t believe
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| The way she’s always payin'
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| For a debt she never, never owed
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| And the silent wind still blows
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| But only she can hear, and so she goes
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| Let her cry, oh, for she’s a lady
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| Let her dream, she is a child
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| Let the rain fall down upon her
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| She’s a free and gentle flower growin' wild
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| Let her cry, cry for she’s a lady
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| Let her dream and dream and dream and dream, she’s a child
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| Let the rain fall down upon her
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| She’s a free and gentle flower growin' wild
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| She’s, she’s, she’s a free and gentle flower, yeah, yeah
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| I’ma tell the world about my wildflower, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Growin', growin', growin', yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
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| Growin', growin', growin', yeah, growin' wild
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| She’s a flower growin', growin' wild
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| She’s a flower growin', growin' wild
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| She’s a flower growin', growin' wild
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| She’s a flower growin' wild
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| Wild, wild, la-la, growin' wild
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| Wild, wild, la-la, growin' wild
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| Wild, wild, la-la, growin' wild
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| Wild, wild, la-la, growin' wild |