.The way I feel is like a robin,
Whoses birds have flown to come no more,
Like a tall oak-tree, alone and cryin',
When the birds have flown and the nest is bare.
Now a woman, lord, is like a young bird,
And the tall oak-tree is a young man's heart.
Among it's branches, yo.
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