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Quiet in the dusk watch the moon

Rising over you

Night birds cry out to the

Setting sun

Sweet Cuckoo, passing through, stay awjile

and tell your tale

Sing your song, we've all been

Watching you

Oh, dear Babe, if you were mine

All a-lone and a-loney

I'd dress you in silk and satin so fine

All down by the greenwood sidey

Through the fence, across the creek, so intent she starts at the sound

Cracking through the morning air, thunder clap, the lunar hound

Chandra’s done tonight, bathing in moonlight       

And she barks

Cha cha cha

Young Dylan swam and the old crow flew

While the queen and the flower girl sang

Grandfather trout and the elver son

Turn and dream they've gone fishing

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