Lyrics
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Please
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picture
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me
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in
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the
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trees
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I
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hit
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my
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peak
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at
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seven
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feet
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in
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the
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swing
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over
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the
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creek
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I
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was
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too
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scared
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to
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jump
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in
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But
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I,
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I
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was
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high
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in
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the
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sky
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with
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Pennsylvania
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under
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me
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Are
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there
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still
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beautiful
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things?
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Sweet
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Lyrics
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tea
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in
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the
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summer
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Cross
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your
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heart,
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won't
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tell
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no
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other
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And
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though
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I
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can't
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recall
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your
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face,
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I
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still
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got
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love
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for
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you
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Your
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braids
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like
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a
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pattern
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Love
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you
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to
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the
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moon
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and
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to
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Saturn
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Passed
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down
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like
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folk
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songs
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The
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love
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Lyrics
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lasts
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so
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long
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And
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I've
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been
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meaning
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to
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tell
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you,
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I
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think
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your
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house
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is
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haunted
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Your
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dad
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is
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always
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mad,
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and
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that
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must
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be
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why
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And
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I
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think
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you
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should
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come
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live
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with
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me,
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and
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we
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can
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be
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pirates
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Then
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you
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won't
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have
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Lyrics
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to
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cry
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or
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hide
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in
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the
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closet
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And
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just
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like
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a
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folk
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song,
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our
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love
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will
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be
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passed
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on
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Please
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picture
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me
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in
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the
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weeds,
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before
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I
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learned
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civility
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I
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used
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to
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scream
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ferociously
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any
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time
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I
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wanted,
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I,
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I
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Sweet
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tea
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in
|
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Lyrics
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the
|
summer
|
Cross
|
my
|
heart,
|
won't
|
tell
|
no
|
other
|
And
|
though
|
I
|
can't
|
recall
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your
|
face,
|
I
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still
|
got
|
love
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for
|
you
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Pack
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your
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dolls
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and
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a
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sweater,
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we'll
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move
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to
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India
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forever
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Passed
|
down
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like
|
folk
|
songs
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Our
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love
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lasts
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so
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long
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