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Underneath the blowing boughs
Underneath the blowing boughs
A young boy sat beneath
And sang a song to the cows
Amongst the verdant heath
The melody attracted a pretty maid
Wandering past that day
Her hair, they had flowers braid
With the wind they play
Next to the boy under the trees
She decided to sit beside
Listening to the dulcet please
And still there they reside
A young boy sat beneath
And sang a song to the cows
Amongst the verdant heath
The melody attracted a pretty maid
Wandering past that day
Her hair, they had flowers braid
With the wind they play
Next to the boy under the trees
She decided to sit beside
Listening to the dulcet please
And still there they reside
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