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The trees they are a blowin’ The songs are being sung The smell of spring upon us A taste of winter is almost gone The sun it is a shinin’ A little warmer every day The flowers they are a bloomin’ And the bees are out to play The people they are a smilin’ It must be something in the rays The cool breeze is almost finished Taking the cold winter air away The children they are a laughin’ The birds are surely chirpin’ The world is still as crazy But is prayin’ and a hopin’ Enjoy a ray or two this evening And the moonlight later on Make love until you move no more And repeat it on and on Brockman ©
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Jan 27, 2011
Jan 27, 2011 at 10:00 AM UTC
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The trees they are a blowin’ The songs are being sung The smell of spring upon us A taste of winter is almost gone The sun it is a shinin’ A little warmer every day The flowers they are a bloomin’ And the bees are out to play The people they are a smilin’ It must be something in the rays The cool breeze is almost finished Taking the cold winter air away The children they are a laughin’ The birds are surely chirpin’ The world is still as crazy But is prayin’ and a hopin’ Enjoy a ray or two this evening And the moonlight later on Make love until you move no more And repeat it on and on Brockman ©
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jeffrey-brockman
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Jan 27, 2011
Jan 27, 2011 at 10:00 AM UTC
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