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I met my darlin' in the springtime |
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When all the flowers were in bloom |
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And like the flowers our love blossomed |
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We married in the month of June |
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Our love was like a burning ember |
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It warmed us as a golden glow |
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We had sunshine in December |
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And grew our roses in the snow |
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Now God has taken my darlin' |
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And left me with a memory |
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A memory I will always cherish |
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Are these last words he said to me |
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Our love was like a burning ember |
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It warmed us as a golden glow |
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We had sunshine in December |
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And grew our roses in the snow |
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My darlin's buried on the hillside |
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Where all the wild spring flowers grow |
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And when winter snows start fallin' |
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On his grave I'll place a rose |
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Our love was like a burning ember |
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It warmed us as cold winds blow |
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We had sunshine in December |
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And grew our roses in the snow |
