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    But come back when summer ends and the birds have been lulled to sleep watch from across the meadow when all the flowers are dying. If before then I shall be dead then come sing to me a lullaby at my grave and I shall sleep peacefully until you come to me. But come ye back when the summer ends. And the sun casts its shadow watch from across. The mountain where all the roses are dying and if before I am dead.

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    But come back when summer ends and the birds have been lulled to sleep watch from across the meadow when all the flowers are dying. If before then I shall be dead then come sing to me a lullaby at my grave and I shall sleep peacefully until you come to me. But come ye back when the summer ends. And the sun casts its shadow watch from across. The mountain where all the roses are dying and if before I am dead.

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    But Come Back When Summer Ends

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    But come back when summer ends and the birds have been lulled to sleep watch from across the meadow when all the flowers are dying. If before then I shall be dead then come sing to me a lullaby at my grave and I shall sleep peacefully until you come to me. But come ye back when the summer ends. And the sun casts its shadow watch from across. The mountain where all the roses are dying and if before I am dead.

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    but come back when summer ends and the birds have been lulled to sleep watch from

    across the meadow when all the flowers are dying and if before then i shall be dead then come sing to me a lullaby at my grave and i shall sleep peacefully until you come to me but come ye back when the summer ends and the sun casts its shadow watch from across the mountain where all the roses are dying and of before then i am dead as can be then come hum to me a soft lullaby at my side and i shall rest there peacefully until we meet again

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