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letra de country life/off she goes - the merry wives of windsor

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i like to rise when the sun she rises
early in the morning
and i like to hear them small birds singing
merrily upon their branches
and huzzah for the life of the country lass
and to ramble in the new-mown hay

in spring we sow at the harvest mow
and that is how the seasons around they go
but of all the times i choose it’s may
‘twould be rambling through the new-mown hay

i like to rise when the sun she rises
early in the morning
and i like to hear them small birds singing
merrily upon their branches
and huzzah for the life of the country lass
and to ramble in the new-mown hay

in summer when the day is hot
we sing and we dance and we drink a lot
we spend all night in sport and play
and go rambling in the new-mown hay

i like to rise when the sun she rises
early in the morning
and i like to hear them small birds singing
merrily upon their branches
and huzzah for the life of the country lass
and to ramble in the new-mown hay
in autumn when the oak trees turn
we gather all the wood that fit to burn
we cut, and stash, and stow away
and go rambling in the new-mown hay

i like to rise when the sun she rises
early in the morning
and i like to hear them small birds singing
merrily upon their branches
and huzzah for the life of the country lass
and to ramble in the new-mown hay

in winter when the sky is grey
we hedge and we ditch our time away
but in the summer when the sun shines g-y
we go ramblin’ in the new-mown hay

i like to rise when the sun she rises
early in the morning
and i like to hear them small birds singing
merrily upon their branches
and huzzah for the life of the country lass
and to ramble in the new-mown hay
and to ramblin’ in the new-mown hay
and to ramblin’ in the new-mown hay

- the merry wives of windsor

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