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Morrison Van The Philosopher's Stone There There Child There there child, there there child Don't it make you feel alright There there child, don't it all look good tonight And you feel like going but you gotta stay Ain't no time for to hop on a freight train And you feel like laying in the morning hay 'Cause it's time for a nap now, before rain There there child, don't it make you satisfied There there child, you can rest your weary eyes And you feel like walking on a mountain top Or a ride on a boat up the river And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise There there child, are you ready to don your disguise, yes you are Sun goes down across the pond and the wind, wind is blowing wild And the swallow soars and the lion roars Outside your front door, by the oak tree in the meadow There there child, there there child Are you ready to don your disguise There there child, there's a glint in your eye for surprise Do you feel like walking on a mountain top Or ride on a boat up the river And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover, straight ahead You wing over the white cliffs of Dover |
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