C F C And here, atop the hill so highC F C Lived an old man, now his house is mineC F C He gave it to me before I arrivedC Am C Am C On the hill, the pasture was fine, his sheep were aliveC F C But I sold them all, every woolly oneC F C There was a carrot patch, now it's goneC F C The old dusty shack, cold and bareC Am I turned it into something rareC F The dark little forest now shines at nightC F With lanterns hung, casting lightC F And at the cliff's edge, a fence so strongC Am A beacon so bright, no sailor goes wrong
Dark Little Forest
Lipe Pug
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Tom:
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