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SPRING-TIME.
Now doth the sun shine cheerily,
And lambs are skipping merrily.
Fa la la.
And lambs are skipping merrily.
Fa la la.
Sweet maids, put on your kirtles,
And deck your hair with myrtles.
Fa la la.
And deck your hair with myrtles.
Fa la la.
Earth pranks her verdant bosom
With many an opening blossom.
Fa la la.
With many an opening blossom.
Fa la la.
Come let us tread a measure,
And seize the spring-time pleasure.
Fa la la.
And seize the spring-time pleasure.
Fa la la.
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