On a wagon bound for market,
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There's a calf with a mournful eye
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High above him There's a swallow,
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Winging swifty through the sky
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How the winds are laughing
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They laugh with all their might
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Laugh and laugh the whole day through
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And half the summer's night
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Don.
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Donna (SOLO...)
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Stop complaining said the farmer,
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Who told you a calf to be,
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Why don't you have wings to fly with,
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Like the swallow so pround and free?
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How the winds are laughing
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They laugh with all their might
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Laugh and laugh the whole day through
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And half the summer's night
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Don.
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Donna ( Solo... )
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Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,
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Never knowing the reason why
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But whoever treasures freedom,
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Like the swallow has learned to fly
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How the wind are laughing
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They laugh with all their might
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Laugh and laugh the whole day through
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And half the summer's night
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Don.
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Donna Donna Donna Donna, Donna Donna Donna Donna
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Donna Donna
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| Chad & Jeremy |
