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at all
I just keep spending my time
for daisy
I've never thought
it was a waste of time
I couldn't move
looking at your pair of eyes
I talk about daisy
I
to the corner
And the old man would sing her his song
"I'll give you a daisy a day dear..."

Now he walks down the street in the evening 
And he stops by
would sing her his song
I'll give you a daisy...
[ fiddle ]
Now he walks down the street in the evening and he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow
Out in the country,
Far from all the soot and noise of the city,
There's a village green.
It's been a long time
Since I last set eyes
Out in the country far from all the soot and noise of the city
There's a village Green, it's been a long time
Since I last set eyes on the church
here
Except me I'm in luck
Or am I, so fucked
Loom searching, no man
Time unwind, shits so bad
Where it all go?, vanish
Replaced by agony & anguish
grove is gone from the hill Maggie where first the daisies sprung

That creeking old mill is still Maggie since you and I were young
Oh they say that m
He remembers the first time he met ‘er
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came
grove is gone from the hill Maggie where first the daisies sprung

That creeking old mill is still Maggie since you and I were young
Oh they say that m
The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung
The old rusty mill is still, Maggie
Since you and I were young.

A city so
Sittin' by the window, waitin' for the dawn
Waitin' for a girl, a long time gone
Long time gone is a lonesome sound

Long time blues is a hard way
The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung
The old rusty mill is still, Maggie
Since you and I were young.

A city so
Out in the country,
Far from all the soot and noise of the city,
There's a village green.
It's been a long time
Since I last set eyes
Sunshine and showers and everything comin' up daisies
Oh, what a good thing we had gone bad, oh, what a good thing we had
Drive-in's and picnics
He remembers the first time he met ‘er
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came
Tomorrow she gonna wear 'em again
The way they're hugging on those hips every time she struts by
I know as long as I live I could never get enough of my
drum
And all the dandelions were blowing in the breeze
We landed by the river with the swan and geese
And all the long hairs were drinking on their
die, send my soul to the by and by
I can't breathe, I'm gonna be pushin' up a daisy 'fore the old gets me
She's so fine, matter of time, sooner than
Sunshine and showers
And everything comin' up daisies
Oh, what a good thing we had gone bad
Oh, what a good thing we had

Drive-ins and picnics
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Picked by
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Picked by
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Picked by
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Picked by
daisies
Please turn my face up to the sky
And leave me be
Watchin' the moon roll by
Whatever I was
You know it was all because
I've been on the town
with winning guile
I hear her melodies, like joys gone by
Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die

Sighing like the night wind