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i Bright shines the sun on Clinch's Hill, So soft the west wind blows, The valleys are lined with the flowers gay. Perfumed with the wild rose.
2 Green are the woods through which Sandy flows, Peace dwells in the land,
The bear doth * live in the laurel green, The red buck roves the hills.
3 But Vance no more on Sandy behold, Nor drink its crystal waves,
The partial judge announced his doom, The hunters found his grave.
4 There's Daniel, Bill, and Lewis, A lie against me swore,
In order to take my life away That I may be no more.
5 But I and them shall meet again When Immanuel's trumpet shall blow, Perhaps Pll be wrapped in Abraham's bosom When they'll roll in the gulf below.
6 My body it will be laid in the tomb, My flesh it will decay,
But the blood that was shed on Calvary Has washed my sins away.
7 Farewell, farewell, my old sweetheart, Your face I'll see no more,
I'll meet you in the world above Where parting is no more.
* Pronounced like "both." |
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