Under the Greenwood Tree

Lyrics
Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see no enemy But winter and rough weather
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Credits
- Writers
- William Mathias
- William Shakespeare