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My Life Is a Country Song
My life is a country song Reminding me about the warmth and frost. The lush green fields, The smiling daffodils, The gushing waterfalls, The golden rising sun ball, My life is a country song Reminiscent of the harvested crops The pear- shaped rain drops, The canals, the ponds, the streams, the rivers, The crystal clear water draws me near. The innocent looks of the little lambs in their fleecy fold Their skins shelters me in the ice and cold My life is a country song Murmuring whispers of the wind that's independent and free I being a crony of every bee, bird, flower and tree. The cock's clarion wakes me in the morn The lengthening shadows indicates that it is dawn. My life is a country song Whispering the rustle of the leaves, the lowing of the cows. Teaches me to be humble and before anyone to bow. The chime of the temple bells asks me to give to the prayers first priority. The tinkle of the bells warns me to work, the highest kind of lordship. My life is a country song Sweetly sung on tune To listen to which we do long Be it at dusk or at noon.
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