The Hawthorn Tree
Siegfried Sassoon
1886 to 1967
Track 1
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At our white hawthorn tree.
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Not much to me is yonder lane
I know my lad that's out in France
Until I've heard he's dead.
Would give his eyes for just one glance
Not much to me is yonder lane
Where he so longs to tread;
And hedge-birds whistle gay,
Where I go every day;
With fearsome things to see
But when there's been a shower of rain
I think I'll never weep again
But when there's been a shower of rain
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