Rosemary taby ukulele według Grateful Dead

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Her boots were of leather, a breath of cologne
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Her mirror was the window, she sat quite alone.
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All around her the garden then grew
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Scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.

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She came and she went and at last went away
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Her garden was sealed when the flowers decayed.
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On the wall of the garden a legend did say:
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"No one may come here since no one may stay."