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The boatman calls from the lake

A lone loon dives upon the water

I put my hand over her

Down in the lime tree arbour

The wind in the trees is whispering

Whispering low that I love her

She puts her hand over mine

Down in the lime tree arbour

Through every breath that I breathe

And every place I go

There is hand that protects me

And I do love her so

There will always be suffering

It flows through life like water

I put my hand over hers

Down in the lime tree arbour

The boatman he has gone

And the loons have flown for cover

She puts her hand over mine

Down in the lime tree arbour

Through every word that I speak

And every thing I know

There is hand that protects me

And I do love her so

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