Stina Nordenstam
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He's like a swallow, that flies so high
He's like a river, that never runs dry
He's like the sunshine, on the lee shore
He was my love, my love is no more
He was my love, my love is no more
Out in the garden, this fair man did go
A picking roses, how could he not
The more he picked and the more he pulled
Until he got his apron full
Out of these roses, he made a bed
A stony pillow, for his head
He laid his head down, no word he spoke
Until this fair man's heart was broke
He's like a river, that never runs dry
He's like the sunshine, on the lee shore
He was my love, my love is no more
He was my love, my love is no more
Out in the garden, this fair man did go
A picking roses, how could he not
The more he picked and the more he pulled
Until he got his apron full
Out of these roses, he made a bed
A stony pillow, for his head
He laid his head down, no word he spoke
Until this fair man's heart was broke
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