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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