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Marigold In WinterFind old marigoldTell her of the snow The trees she left to grow Are burning up with smoke Fine old marigold She left two years ago The leaves were cast and blown And love left on its own My old marigold You've grown two years alone The land and seas you've flown Don't measure up to home Fine - old marigold I'll take you back, but don't Fill the well with hope Or the snow will kill us both Come on marigold Come on marigold Come on marigold Come on marigold Come on marigold Come on marigold |