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Come back baby
Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time Love you woman You know that I do Love you baby All the way through Come back baby Talk it over one more time I woke up this mornin' Baby you've gone Is there any crime without doubt? Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back oh, to me Love you baby Oh, set me free Come back baby Talk it over one more time Come back girl Please do not go How much I love you You never know Come back baby Talk it over one more time |
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I wish I had a photograph
To let you see the way you smile Upon my foolish heart The words I do not know enough I hope that you will find my song A pleasing to your ear You step beneath the midnight moon To gather dewdrops for the sun A Waiting until morn Oh if I was a branched tree I'd be the oak tree fast and strong To win your gentle heart And If I was one grain of corn I'd wait till you did come along To throw me to the wind And if I was one silken thread Embroidered all in cherry red Upon your breast I'd lie And if I was the alder tree I'd burn it fiercely over thee Our love would surely last And if I was the hawthorn bush And you did shelter under me I would not do you harm And if I was one glass of wine One sip from you would give me time To take you by the hand And all across the hills we'd go In search of what no-one does know Except for you and I |
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I once thought I did know all about it
Since the rain falls, the wind blows and the sun shines Don't you know that your creator is a'running out of ideas? I know that I might die from poison Invisible hanging there in the sunlight And don't you know that your creator is a'running out of ideas? If I was you I'd be friendly to your neighbour Be glad that he don't want to be your enemy For don't you know that your creator is a'running out of ideas? |
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I don't believe I've seen
a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see to making you into a dream. But if I had a magical wonder word, I'd send a dove to catch your love and I send a blackbird to steal your heart. But a broken heart won't go, my endless search, little girl, I gonna fix a magic(al) spell to weave on you, little girl. I'll fall along that you catch the wind upon the orange to sweetest sin before this very moment evil in. I'd rather wait at the dark of thousand times, little girl, and take the woman until the heart of my soul. And if I catch you sleeping along the west and gave you alone my secret way. But I bind your heart unto me very slow. I don't believe I've seen a woman like you anywhere. And I must admit that I can't see to making you into a dream. And if I had a magical wonder word, I send a dove to catch your love and I send a blackbird to steal your heart. |
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