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The Happenings; Bob Miranda. |
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I stand out of sight |
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And watch as the light from the sun |
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Shines through her hair |
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From yonder she came |
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I don't know her name |
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Still I love that girl on a swing |
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Girl on a swing, swing high |
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Girl on a swing, swing low |
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Take all the hate from the world that we're in |
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Girl on a swing, swing high |
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Girl on a swing, swing low |
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And you can cast all your troubles to the wind |
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She comes with the light |
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Then goes with the night |
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My heart just yearns |
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But then comes the dawn |
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And she returns |
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Girl on a swing, swing high |
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Girl on a swing, swing low |
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Take all the hate from the world that we're in |
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Girl on a swing, swing high |
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Girl on a swing, swing low |
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And you can cast all your troubles to the wind |