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- There once was a king
who called for the spring
for his world was still
covered in snow
But the spring had not been
for he was wicked and mean
In his winter fields
- nothing would grow
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- And when a traveller called
seeking help at the door
only food and a bed for the night
He ordered his slave
- to turn her away
the girl with April in her eyes
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- Oh, on and on she goes
through the winter's night
the wild wind and the snow
Ah, on and on she rides
Someone help the girl
with April in her eyes
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- She rode through the night
till she came to the light
of humble man's home
- in the woods
He brought her inside
by the fire light she died
And he buried her gently and good
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- Oh, the morning was bright
All the world snow white
But when he came to the place
where she lay,
- his field was ablaze
with flowers on the grave
of the girl with April in her eyes
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- Oh, on and on she goes
through the winter's night
the wild wind and the snow
Ah, on and on she flied
She is gone
the girl with April in her eyes
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