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Illustration
No.38
Walk Down the
Country Lanes
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As we walk down the country lanes,
Ill be singing a song,
Hear me calling your name.
Hear the wind within the trees,
Telling Mother Nature bout you and me.
Well
if the sun shines so bright,
Or on our way its darkest night
The road we choose is always right, so fine.
Robert
Plant, Bron-Y-Aur Stomp
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