Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and wavin' black hair.
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With the roses so red and the lilies so fair.
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And the mirtles so bright with the emerald dew,
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The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue.
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I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay.
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I will charm every heart; in each crown I will sway.
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When I woke from my dreamin' my idols were clay,
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All portion of love had all blown away.
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Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love,
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And to cherish me over all others above.
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How my heart is now wondering, no misery can tell.
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He's left me, no warning no words of farewell.
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Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower,
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That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour.
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How I long to see him and regret the dark hour,
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He's gone and neglected his pale wildwood flower.
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Wildwood Flower
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Reese Witherspoon |