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I'll keep a little tavern |
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Below the high hill's crest |
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Where all the grey-eyed people |
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Can set them down and rest |
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There will be plates a-plenty |
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And mugs to melt the chill |
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Of all the grey-eyed people |
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Who happen up the hill |
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There sound will sleep the traveler |
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And dream his journey's end |
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But I will rise at midnight |
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The fading fire to tend |
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Oh I know it's a curious fancy |
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But all the good I've known |
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Was taught to me by two grey eyes |
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A long time ago |
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Was taught to me by two grey eyes |
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A long time ago |
