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Messina-Thornhill |
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Well, I've been out walkin' on the banks of the sea |
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Where the whispering waters run down |
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I spied a maiden enchanting to me |
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She sang such a sweet melody |
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She sang so sweetly where the whispering waters run down down down |
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Where the whispering waters run down |
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It was a beautiful mornin', not a cloud in the sky |
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And the wind whispered down through the trees |
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And the tune it was playin' and the light in her eyes |
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They sang such a sweet harmony |
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They sang so sweetly where the whispering waters run down down down |
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Where the whispering waters run down |
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And I swear as the mornin' came a-risin' |
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An angel stopped out of a dream (out of a dream) |
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And she stood on the edge where the waves rolled in |
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And she danced on the sand to the song of the sea |
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And I swear as the mornin' came a-risin' |
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An angel stopped out of a dream (out of a dream) |
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And she stood on the edge where the waves rolled in (and danced on the sand) |
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Now I've been out walkin' (now I've been out walkin') on the banks of the sea |
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Where the whispering waters run down |
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Where the whispering waters run down down down |
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Where the whispering waters run down |