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On a wAmagon Ebound Amfor marketE,
AmThere's a Dmcalf with a Ammournful Eeye.
AmHigh aEbove him there's aAm swallow, E
AmWinging swDmiftly thAmrough thEe skAmy.
GHow the winds are laughing, C Am
They Glaugh with all their might. C
GLaugh and laugh the whole day throCugh, Am
And halfE the summer's night. (AmDona, dona)
EDona, Dona, Dona, Dona, Am
GDona, Dona, Dona, doe. C
EDona, Dona, Dona, Dona, Am
EDona, Dona, Dona, doe. Am
"SAmtop compElaining!" said theAm farmer, E
"AmWho told Dmyou a Amcalf to Ebe?
AmWhy don't you havEe wings to fly wAmith, E
AmLike the Dmswallow so proud Amand frEee?"Am
AmCalves are easilyE bound and slaugAmhtered E
AmNever kDmnowing the reasoAmn why. E
AmBut whoEever treasurAmes freedomE,
AmLike the Dmswallow has learAmned to fEly Am
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