In a quiet country village stood a Maple On The Hill
Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were
shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill As
we sat beneath that Maple On The Hill Fiddle Solo We
would sing love songs together while the bird
Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were
shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill As
we sat beneath that Maple On The Hill Fiddle Solo We
would sing love songs together while the bird
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