I see, see a beauty,
A beauty
With a guitar,
Guitar
Strumming,
Strumming
The wires,
Wires
plucking,
Plucking them beautifully.
Yeah,
Yeah, a young beauty,
Lovely and golden,
Smiling and cheerful
Singing,
Singing the song
And strumming,
Strumming the guitar
A blonde,
Blonde
So golden and cheerful.
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