Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress
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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand,
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
silver moon’s sparkling.
So kiss me.
Kiss me down by the broken tree house.
Swing me upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.
We’ll take the trail marked on your Father’s map
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