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Stop to Sing | ||
| Trill away, oh morning bird, You are happy to be heard. You're contented with your life, Which is free from pain and strife. You bring cheer to those around, Anywhere a branch is found. May we also cheerful be To the people that we see. We have reason to rejoice That we made the proper choice. Every day, for every mile, We can stop to sing and smile. | ||
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