Selina O Hair It is the clay that makes the earth stick to his spade ; He fills in holes like this year after year ;The others have gone ; they were tired, and half afraid, But I would rather be standing here
Selina O Hair It is the clay that makes the earth stick to his spade ; He fills in holes like this year after year ;The others have gone ; they were tired, and half afraid, But I would rather be standing here
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