| 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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| For you promised me little Annie
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| You’d be waiting when the springtime comes again
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| When the springtime comes o’er the mountains
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| And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains
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| I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees
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| And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again
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| When the sun shines down on the mountains
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| And the wild sheep wandering all alone
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| And the birds and the bees are a humming
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| Makes me think the springtime won’t be very long
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| When the springtime comes o’er the mountains
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| And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains
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| I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees
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| And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again
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| Now the springtime has come little Annie
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| I am on my wayas sung by 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
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| When the springtime comes o’er the mountains
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| And the wild flowers scatter o’er the plains
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| I shall watch for the leaves to return to the trees
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| And I’ll be waiting when the springtime comes again |