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Princess of the village
What pretty things do you desire?
I don't have much to give
But myself it is required
Over my head is a vision of wonderful things to come
But the devils just to close and away, away I must run
Well Oh Well
Down in a hole I fell
Let go of all myself
Singing well oh well
Treetops they are swaying
To a beat of a drum
They rush and roar around me
cs they fade into the sun
The likelihood that this is something more than just a dream
Its a dangerous awakening for girls and boys like me
That are singing
I will rest in my home, nestled up in Tennessee
Where the water and trees surround me
cnd I can't recall one thing
Surely there is something that could
mean so much to me
Yeah surly the grace of God will hunt me down
and give me peace