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"When I was a young boy, and drove my mother wild,
I met a maiden in the wood and she said, "Child,
Look deep into my green eyes and at my Autumn hair;
When you're a man you'll never see a girl quite so fair.
Remember me. Remember me.
Remember for the rest of your life."
(American folk song)
I met a maiden in the wood and she said, "Child,
Look deep into my green eyes and at my Autumn hair;
When you're a man you'll never see a girl quite so fair.
Remember me. Remember me.
Remember for the rest of your life."
(American folk song)