Tag: bird
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The Lark
Out in the field where the lark it flies, Over the earth where my heart it lies, Oh how it sings when the west winds blow, Out in the field where no-one goes. Oh how I’m cold will you let me in, If you could hear me speak, where would I begin, Time it is…
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Two Little Blackbirds
Two little blackbirds sitting on a hill, One named Jack, the other named Jill. Fly away Jack! Fly away Jill! Come back Jack! Come back Jill! Two little blackbirds sitting on a cloud, One named soft, the other named loud. Fly away soft! Fly away loud! Come back soft! Come back loud! Two little blackbirds…