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pastures greenI'm going down to pastures green where all the trees are evergreen where love of nature paints the scene where love and peace will grace my dreams I'm going down to skies of blue where clouds float by above the dew where squirrels and rabbits flip on by where there's room for lovers you and I im going down to pastures new where idle talk is overdue where folks all smile most every day where farmers work amongst the hay I'm going down where church bells ring where the village clock doth chime the time n sing where ducks and swift fly on the wing where lambs all frolic every spring I'm going down to meadows sweet where lovers stroll and zunners meet where swans all glide upon the frome where life is bliss and i call home im going down to purbeck towns where childrens smiles are handed down where lovers kiss upon the green where folks all dance each Halloween I'm going down to where ships set sail where spray is rich and waves do swell where sailors jaunt upon the bay where young lads and galls meet Saturdays I'm going down to woods of green where orchards grace the evergreen where flowers bloom and mothers sigh where kids were just a wink in their daddy's eye Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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