  Get into the boat and away to the west, See-saw! see-saw! For they've cut down the tree with the poor linnet's nest, See-saw! see-saw! The bulrushes nod and the water-lilies sigh, See-saw! see-saw! And all of us know the sad reason why, See-saw! see-saw! For, oh! the tree—the tree's cut down, And every one of its leaves are brown; And in the field the children play, But the little linnet has flown away: Oh, dear! oh, dear! oh, dear! |
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