In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a dingSweet lovers love the spring.
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,When birds do sing, hey ding a dingSweet lovers love the spring.
On a mournful tune called Riding to Vanity Fair, ... There was a timeWhen every day was young The sun would always shineWe sang alongWhen all the songs were sung Believing every line.
When will it come, that golden time,When every heart must singThe power to choose the work we loveMakes every man a king.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories