Intro:
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Fresh as a sweet sunday morning
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Like a high stepping pony strutting and prancing
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Ah she's so full of life
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Sparkling with tiny red roses
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Let there be music to please her
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Let it be sunbright to light up her day
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Let the moon light her night
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And fill her with deep silent sleepiness
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If I were a small bird so tiny
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I'd hide in her hair just to be near her
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To hear her sweet voice
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And feel her sweet body beside me
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And if I were a high lord with riches
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I'd clothe her in satin from India's far highlands
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I would shoe her in gold
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Then invite her to sit at my table
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Step out young lady a-dancing
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To the sound of sweet music so gaily come singing
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For your beauty so rare
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Is as fresh as a sweet Sunday morning

Outro:
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