percy grainger – willow, willow lyrics
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the poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree
sing willow, willow, willow
with his hand in his bosom and his head upon his knee
o willow willow willow shall be my garland
sing all a green willow, willow, willow, willow;
aye me the green willow must be my garland!
he sighed to his singing, and made a great moan
sing willow, willow, willow;
i am dead to all pleasure, my true love she is gone
o willow willow willow shall be my garland
take this for my farewell and latest adieu
sing willow, willow, willow;
write this on my tomb, that in love i was true
o willow willow willow shall be my garland…
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