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Zephyr through the awning shadow
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Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves
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Rest yourself my weeping widow
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With the your news of grave defeat
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With the shafts of each fraction
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Beneath your head in rays of hair
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Fire hand the mango nectar
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And the news is good
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Sleep oh,
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Sleep oh,
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Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep
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Lay down your head and
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Across these fields of amber grain
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Never that we've reached the dawn
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You whispered that your vows to him
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Were crushed as the shafts we played upon
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Then came the news, I knew it'd come
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It was a cruel and clever thief
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Devised this cunning tragedy
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Stole you for me to love sweetpea
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Sleep oh,
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Sleep oh,
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Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep
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Lay down your head and
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(repeat above verse and chorus)
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Sweet Widow
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| Spin Doctors |
