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There were bells on a hill |
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But I never heard them ringing |
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No I never heard them at all |
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Till there was you |
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There were birds in the sky |
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But I never saw them winging |
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No I never saw them at all |
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Till there was you |
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Then there was music and wonderful roses |
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They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew |
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There was love all around |
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But I never heard it singing |
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No I never heard it at all |
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Till there was you |
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Then there was music and wonderful roses |
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They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew |
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There was love all around |
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But I never heard it singing |
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No I never heard it at all |
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Till there was you |
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Till there was you |
