Song—Green Grow The Rashes(1/3)
song—green grow the rashes
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chreen grow the rashes, o;
green grow the rashes, o;
the sweetest hours that e'er i spend,
are spent amang the sses, o.
there's nought but care on ev'ry han',
in ev'ry hour that passes, o:
what sighe life o' man,
an' 'twere na for the sses, o.
green gro;c.
the war'ly race may riches chase,
an' riches still may fly them, o;
an' tho' at st they catch them fast,
their hearts e'er enjoy them, o.
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