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When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
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"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon tree."
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"Don't put your faith in love, my boy", my father said to me,
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"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree."
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie
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A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky.
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We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree
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the music of her laughter hid my father's words from me:
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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One day she left without a word. She took away the sun.
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And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
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She'd left me for another, it's a common tale but true.
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A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you:
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
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but the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
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Lemon tree
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Brothers Four |