(Will Holt)
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When I was just a little boy, my father said to me, "Come here and learn a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.
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My son, it's most important," my father said to me, "to put your faith in what you feel and not in what you see."
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Lemon tree, very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, but the fruit of the poor lemon is a thing one cannot eat. (Repeat [Chorus]
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Beneath that Lemon Tree one day, my love and I did lie. A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the sun rose in the sky.
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We passed the summer lost in love beneath the Lemon Tree. The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.
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One day she left without a word. She took away the sun and in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
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She left me for another. It's a common tale but true. A sadder man but wiser now, I sing these words to you.
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[Chorus]
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Lemon Tree
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| The Kingston Trio |
