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Over the Hills and Far Away


Were I laid on Greenland's coast
And in my arms embraced my lass
Warm amidst eternal frost
Too soon the half year's night would pass.

And I would love you all the day
Every night would kiss and play
If with me you'd fondly stray
Over the hills and far away.

Were I sold on Indian soil
Soon as the burning day was closed
I could mock the sultry toil
When on my charmer's breast reposed.

And I would love you all the day
Every night would kiss and play
If with me you'd fondly stray
Over the hills and far away.
 

 
            




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