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TAFARA'S WATER
Glistening and deepest water
flowing gently down the hill
waters bubbling, rushing onward
oh sweet water, I can hear you still
Precious streamlet of my memory
how I long for you today
for it's on your pleasant mossy banks
that I'd forever long to stay
Over rocks and tiny pebbles
you tumble onward toward your fate
curving oer' the hills and valleys
rushing neath our village gate
Onward through the misty woodlands
where little children always play
on green banks of moss and bracken
wild flowers bloom in wild array
Oh, the picnic's that we always had there
beside your gentle stream
and the fun times of the days gone by
seem now just a gentle dream
I remember too, the old black tire swing
that swung out oer' the deepest part
a place where friends made secret packs
sworn to with ' cross my heart'
Sailboats sailing strong and sturdy
moving quickly down the stream
made with paper,glue and tiny sticks
and most often, Daddys string
Olden days so bright and sunny
I'll always, always hold you dear
and as I dream my golden daydreams
it sometimes bring's a tear
Twas there I found my first sweet lady
sweet Alice, with long and golden curls
dressed in silk, with long dark lashes
Oh she sat this beating heart awhirl
T'was there too a few years later
I held my sweet beloved
and as we strolled Tafara's rolling water
we vowed eternal love
But now I'm here alone and lonely
recalling things in days of yore
sweet kisses, oh the sweetest memories
as they happened long before
Tarafa's waters, dear and splended
still tumbling, rushing down the hill
as once more I praise your sylvan beauty
I love you, and I always will
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