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All down the hills of Habersham , All through the valley of Hall , The rushes cried Abide , abide , The willful waterweeds held me thrall , The laving laurels turned my tide , The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay , The dewberry ...
All down the hills of Habersham , All through the valley of Hall , The rushes cried Abide , abide , The willful waterweeds held me thrall , The laving laurels turned my tide , The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay , The dewberry ...
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... Then falls thy shadow , Cynara ! the night is thine ; And I am desolate and sick of an old passion , Yea , hungry for the lips of my desire : I have been faithful to thee , Cynaral in my fashion . " OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY " .
... Then falls thy shadow , Cynara ! the night is thine ; And I am desolate and sick of an old passion , Yea , hungry for the lips of my desire : I have been faithful to thee , Cynaral in my fashion . " OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY " .
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... then a spark Out of the Hills of Habersham , down the valleys of Hall Over the hills and far away Over the hill to the poor - house I'm trudgin ' my weary way O wad some power the giftie gie us to see oursel's as ithers see us !
... then a spark Out of the Hills of Habersham , down the valleys of Hall Over the hills and far away Over the hill to the poor - house I'm trudgin ' my weary way O wad some power the giftie gie us to see oursel's as ithers see us !
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