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people. Let's take it back to the basics. I’m a simplificist. I express what I impress. Wake up in da mown’ With da party going’ on, I got all my sisters
could barely smell a thing Untill my soul started to sing Fresh mown grass Its the smell that i love best Fresh mown grass Its the smell that i love best
of a country love And to ramble in the new mown hay Sounding the summer hear the roar Of the sun and the sting and the swelter chore In the day we sip from
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
to dreaming of clover and the new mown hay and say I want to wonder in the moonlight And meet my sweety in the moonlight I'm gonna meet her in
had been cut Down As I should chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay Oh, it's kiss me now or never love, this bonnie lass Did say The lark in
Back home again in Indiana And it seems that I can see That gleaming candlelight still Shining bright through the sycamores for me That new-mown hay
again in Indiana And it seems that I can see The gleaming candlelight still shining bright Thro' the sycamores for me The new mown hay sends all it's
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
to dreaming of clover and the new mown hay and say I want to wonder in the moonlight And meet my sweety in the moonlight I'm gonna meet her in
home again in Indiana And it seems that I can see The gleaming candlelight, still shining bright Through the sycamores for me The new-mown hay sends
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
indian summer fresh mown grass girls in the attic looking on them indian summer call me back someone tell me there is another way is it loud is it
mown hay sends all its fragrance From the fields I used to roam. When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash, Then I long for my Indiana home.
The girl goes dancing there On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth Grass plot of the garden Escaped from her bitter youth Escaped out of her crowd Or out
chance to tumble all in the new-mown hay It's kiss me now or never lad, this bonnie lass did say The lark in the morning she rises off her nest She flies
Buttercups and new-mown hay Strewn across the hillsides Sunrise on the seventh morn Reminds me how I love her How I love her Reminds me Grassy hill
(Edhe pse m'don ti s'mundesh me m'own ti yeah) Edhe pse m'don ti S'mundesh me m'own ti Lem ta them perseri I'm my own person Ti s'po mundesh me
of September fields, old iron gone to rust The scent of new-mown hay wind sighing in the pines Sunlight on the water, how it shines and shines and shines It's
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