Under the Greenwood Tree
Under the greenwood
tree,under the coolest
shadow,whose love
with me stay..who want
to kiss me there?
Where a tune of sweet
merry Where
birds chirping and
singing,
Waiting they we want to
sing: Only you i
want to
see;
Come to show your how
much,Love or what to
think? Love to
live in the sun,Seeking
my food i eat.
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