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I wander out yonder o'er the hills |
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Where the mountains high |
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Seem to kiss the sky |
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Someone is out yonder, o'er the hills |
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Waiting patiently, Waiting just for me |
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Ramona, I hear the mission bells above |
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Ramona, they're ringing out our song of love |
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I press you, caress you, and bless the day you taught me to care |
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To always remember the rambling rose you wear in your hair |
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Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call |
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Ramona, we'll meet beside the water fall |
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I dread the dawn when I awake to find you gone |
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Ramona I need you my own |
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Let's wander out yonder o'er the hills |
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By a babbling brook |
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Where we'll find a nook |
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To build our own love nest, o'er the hills |
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Darling of my heart, Never more to part |
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Ramona, I hear the mission bells above |
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Ramona, they're ringing out our song of love |
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I press you, caress you, and bless the day you taught me to care |
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To always remember the rambling rose you wear in your hair |
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Ramona, when day is done you'll hear my call |
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Ramona, we'll meet beside the water fall |
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I dread the dawn when I awake to find you gone |
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Ramona I need you my own |
