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GATHERING FLOWERS FROM THE HILLSIDE I know that you have been troubled So never hang down your head Your love for me is like a flower Your love for me it is dead I've been gathering flowers from the hillside To wreathe around your brow But you've kept me a-waiting so long dear That the flowers have all withered now It was on one bright June morning The roses were in bloom I shot and killed my little darlin' And what will be my doom Your love cannot feed on these roses Your hands cannot touch them I know Your lips that are still cannot kiss me You are gone from me forevermore In Sandburg's American Songbag @country filename[ GTHRFLRS DP oct97 8note Sheet

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