.*One, two, three, four*
Standing on the west side of your cliff, bury a ghost
Doesn't the north wind make your fingers stiff, who lost the most
Lead a troubled mind on Tuesday, Monday he was fine
Sunday morning he was mourning for his brother>
Brother can you see another way, d.
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