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Sep 2016
The willow is weeping,
Its Sonorous melody,
plays the gallows tune.
where all are still and silent.
At the end of the rope
the place we find
When all the dancing is done
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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