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The Shepherdess (1967 Session) - Jake Thackray |
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She was a simple, shabby little shepherdess |
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People pooh-poohed her, they said she looked a mess. |
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Nobody else was ever so despised as she |
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Nobody else but her flea-bitten sheep and me. |
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I must confess that she didn't seem to dress too neat, |
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And, truth to tell, she didn't seem to smell so sweet. |
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Nobody knew how loving, tender, she could be |
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Nobody else but her baa-baa sheep and me. |
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One day in springtime, I was walking by the riverside, |
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And there I saw, where the cool and greeny waters glide, |
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My shepherdess undressing by a chestnut tree |
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Nobody saw but her bleating sheep and me. |
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She stretched out to sleep in the sun, as shepherdesses do, |
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Covering herself with a chestnut blossom or two. |
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Nobody knows that the breeze could blow so generously |
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Nobody else but her scatter-brained sheep and me. |
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Now I have a wife who's a shabby little shepherdess |
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People pooh-pooh us, but we couldn't care less. |
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Nobody else has seen her blossom, seen her sleeping |
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Nobody else but me, and half-a-dozen po-faced sheep |
