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Folk Song

We wrote this for a folk singer we know … but I don’t think he ever sung it!
Folk Song
There was once a young man
As dark as dark can be –
He had a voice of honey
That could tempt birds from the tree.Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..He sang his songs in springtime
When the fields were thick with flowers.
The buds unfurled their petals and
Spread perfume through the hours.

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

He sang his songs in summer
When the cows were in the hay
The cream came thick and willing
and sweetened all the day..

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

He sang his songs in autumn,
When the misty trees were red
The plums swelled full and juicy
The drowsy bees full fed

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

He sang his songs in winter
When the snow lay on the mead
And the dreams of summer days
curled tight in every seed.

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

For music is a joyful thing
That makes the living good
and songs make days and hours
dance on the way they should..

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

There once was a young man
As dark as dark can be
He had a voice of honey
That could tempt birds from the tree.

Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..
Oh singing..
oh singing..
oh, sing your songs for me..

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