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The Wandering Lovers ©

Jim Glasgow
Adelaide, Australia

From the tall green hilltop forests
To the loch so dark and deep
And the rolling hills of heather
Where burns whisper secrets they should keep

Strolling over history’s hills
Where stone walls have fallen down
We follow narrow sheep worn tracks
To our own wee sleepy town

Stone bridges pass beneath our feet
As the years go wandering by
And we both are lost and found again
In our world of you and I

Till we lay again together
Beneath the long green swaying grass
And I can be your lad forever
And forever you can be my lass.

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