Ian & Sylvia Wild Geese
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Wild geese flying by;
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Calling on the downwind as they go;
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No answers they bring,
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And springtime has too many miles to flow;
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Lone black pines,
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Hillsides all covered in snow,
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Why does the wind
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Say you ain't coming back any more?
Was there a time,
When my dreams were not always of you?
The days ain't so bad,
But each night takes so long passing through;
Down by the stream,
Fresh otter tracks in the snow;
Why does the wind
Say you ain't coming back any more?
I've got a mind,
Just to ramble this whole country 'round,
With the leaves turning green,
And the frost boiling out of the ground;
Drive through the miles,
A country I've never seen before;
Now that the wind
Says you ain't coming back any more.