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[Verse 1]
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King David was a sorrowful man
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No cause for his sorrow had he
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And he called for the music of a hundred harps
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To ease his melancholy


[Verse 2]
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They played till they all fell silent
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Played and play sweet did they
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But the sorrow that haunted the heart of King David
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They could not charm away


[Verse 3]
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He rose and in his garden
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Walked by the moon alone
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A nightingale hidden in a cypress tree
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Jargoned on and on


[Verse 4]
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King David lifted his sad eyes
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Into the dark-boughed tree
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"Tell me, thou little bird that singest
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Who taught my grief to thee?"


[Verse 5]
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But the bird in no-wise heeded
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And the king in the cool of the moon
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Hearkened to the nightingale's sorrowfulness
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Till all his own was gone