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Come With me

by Chole Chanem

Come with me
In the days of spring
When the snows melt
And the birds sing

And we will go
To the top of the hill
And the world will be ours
And nature so still

Come with me
In the days of summer
When the sun is hot
And walking is a hummer

We will go
To the fields so green
Things are growing
We won't be seen

Come with me
In the days of fall
When the leaves drop
And the wild geese call

We will go
To the forest to roam
We will gather nuts
And bring them home

Come with me
In the days of winter
When the cold wind blows
And we need a heater

We will go
Where there is snow
There we wall know
The year did go

Come with me
Every day of the year
I shall speak kind words
That you love to hear

We will go
Through the days of life
You will be mine
Man and wife



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