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The Wood Collier's GraveDown in the greenwood there was a lassStole my heart along the path Then came the woodman with his axe Cut the trees down to the grass. No more greenwood, no more lass She broke my heart and took the past. Broke my heart and took the past. When it's my time to leave this place, Plant many a tree deep around my grave, The birds will fly through to the highest boughs And spread the seeds of these mighty towers. Will the greenwood bring her back? She took my heart and broke my past. Took my heart and broke the past. Took my heart and broke my past. |