Redwood Larks Come with me my dear To the hills with the dalmatian snow We'll spend many a happy noon Listening to the Larks of the Redwood Fells Turn back time with me my dear, Remember the travelling fayre? (wooah-ah) The way you smiled as you brushed away your messed hair Lye with me my dear, Lie to me on redwood hill. Deceive me again, Leave me again, To the larks of redwood hill
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