Travelling Free
When I was young, only seventeen, I walked the hills and pathways green,I knew not of life; of care had none And the boy who loved me was tender, and young.
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When I was young, only seventeen, I walked the hills and pathways green,I knew not of life; of care had none And the boy who loved me was tender, and young.
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