Ashlyn

Tumble on down

       where the water be foun’

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    Where the rabbits meet

               an’ the buttercups sweet

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  Full o’ yew an’ cedar

         river birch an’ pine

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        Lay on down

               ta loose track o’ time

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     Listen ta the Thrushs’ hymn

 Way, way up upon the crook’d limb

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Within the canopy

           of the great Ash tree

     That’s where she nests

                            an sings so free

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    Gran Daddy took me here

                        many years ago

Ta show the world

        is more then go, go, go

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                Here, under this giant tree

                This is where I am free