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Willow, Willow you are ever ready to go
Ready to go anyway the wind blows
I sure the wish the willow were inclined, so
inclined
To need me, but Willow what you've really done
Is freed me, freed me from the roots that run so
deeply
But I still wish the willow would be mine
Please be mine
And as for your weeping
Willow I offer a shoulder
And a tired old cliche
Tomorrow is another day
Every cloud's got a silver lining
It ain't no use just sitting and pining, Willow
Willow, there is still a thing or two you don't know
You say if it wasn't for the sorrow
Willow, then the world would be so fine, oh so fine
But it's so true, sadness kinda seems to just become
you
I don't need the gaiety like some do
But I sure wish the willow would be mine
Girl, please be mine
And as for your weeping
Well Willow I offer a shoulder
And a tired old cliche
Tomorrow is another day
Every cloud's got a silver lining
And it ain't no use just sitting and pining, Willow |
