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Room For One More

the church bell tolls

empty the hearse

I can't forget her final curse

 

sods fill the grave

I hear her words

in the elms shriek angry birds

 

they've all gone now

it starts to snow

her spirit just wont let me go

 

I rarely sleep

my life is tough

they didn't bury her deep enough

 

ten years go by

her plot's run wild

today's the funeral of our ch...

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A Bell and a Boy

There's a big iron bell on the roof of the barn
that is used to call men from wherever they are:
from the fields, from mending the fences
from tending the cows in distant pastures.

There's a boy who likes adventure,
to find interesting places and things.
He likes to explore different places alone,
to go wherever he will near home.

Call him home from the forest, farm bell.
Call him bac...

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