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IN THE LAND OF WINDMILLS AND WOODEN SHOES
In the land of windmills and wooden shoes
Far across the ocean wide
There's a lovely lass, who waits for me
And someday she'll be my bride
We were walking through the tulip field
Neath a sky of heavenly blue
When she whispered "dear, never never fear"
I'll be waiting here for you
Though the years, have passed since we two stood mid the tulips o'er the sea My heart is sad for iit seems that fate has made her own decree
I love her, and I miss her so, but I know she'll never be The promised bride that I still love In the land across the sea


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