Have you seen Jack In The Green
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With his long tail hanging down
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He sits quietly under every tree
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in the folds of his velvet gown
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He drinks from
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the empty acorn cup
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the dew that dawn
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sweetly bestows
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And taps his cane
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upon the ground
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signals the snowdrops
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it's time to grow
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It's no fun being
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Jack-In-The-Green
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no place to dance
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no time for song
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He wears the colours of the
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summer soldier
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carries the green flag
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all the winter long
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Jack, do you never sleep
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does the green still run
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deep in your heart
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Or will these changing times
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motorways, powerlines
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keep us apart
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Well, I don't think so
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I saw some grass
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growing through
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the pavements today
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<Interlude>
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The rowan, the oak and the
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holly tree
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are the charges
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left for you to groom
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Each blade of grass whispers
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Jack-In-The-Green
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Oh Jack, please
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help me through my
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winter's night
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And we are the berries on the
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holly tree
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Oh, the mistlethrush is coming
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Jack, put out the light
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Jack in the Green
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| Jethro Tull |
