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Words and Music by : Jim Friedman | |||
Recorded by Harry
Belafonte on: Recording date: 1968 Playing time: 3:15 LP : LSP3938, CCSLP-186, Tape: TP3-5063 |
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Lyrics: When spring comes around my love When spring comes around When winter is gone the hills are green Song of the lark is clear and clean I long for the lands I've never seen my love, my love When summer comes around my love When summer comes around As soon as I feel that sudden breeze I hoist my sail to the seven seas And let the wind take me where it please my love, my love When autumn comes around my love When autumn comes around As soon as the leaves begin to fall I'll anchor in some port of call I'll write a letter sending you all my love, my love When winter comes around my love When winter comes around The world will be white with silent snow The temperature down to ten below And home to the warmth of you I go my love, my love When spring comes again my love When spring comes again You and the lams will play again And though I will want to stay again You know I'll be on my way again my love, my love |
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