Meadowlarks
Meadowlark, fly your way down,
I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown
For you to wear upon your fleecy gown
Ah meadowlark, sing to me
Hummingbird, just let me die
Inside the broken holes of your olive eyes
I do believe you gave it your best try
A hummingbird sing to me
Mmmmmmm
Ah hummingbird, sing to me
Don't believe a word that I haven't heard
Little children laughing at the boys and girl
The meadowlark singing to you each and every day
The archon on the hillside and the market in the hay
Ooooh
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