Emilie-Claire Barlow - Sweet Thing

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I will stroll the merry way and jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear clean water, just to quench my thirst
And I will watch the fairy birds and then get high
On a blue ocean against tomorrow sky
And I will walk and talk in gardens on way with rain
And I will never ever grow so old again
Hu-oh, ohh, ohh-oo sweet thing, my sweet thing
Hu-ohh, ooo, my sweet sweet thing
And I will drive my chariot down your streets and cry
Hey, it’s me I’m dynamite and I don’t know why
You should take me strongly in your arms again, again, again, again and I will
not remember that I even felt the pain
And I will walk and talk in gardens of misty and wet with rain
And I will never ever, never ever never ever, never ever grow so old again
Oohh-oh, oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Hu-ohh, my, my, my, my, my sweet thing
Mmm-dah, do-do, do-oo, di-mmm, do-doo, dah-mmm, do-ooo
Fah-fah, fa-oo, fe-ah, fo-la-de-doo, do-do, oh-la-oo, oo-do, oo-do-do
Bah-da, de, fe-fe-oo-do, bah-ah, do-oo-mm
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my-oh, sweet thingggg
Ha-oh, my sweet sweet thing
Ha-oh, oo-do, my, my, my, my sweet thing
Ha-oh, oo-oo, my sweet thing