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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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