The Wrong House I went into a house, and it wasn't a house, It has big steps and a great big hall; But it hasn't got a garden, A garden, A garden, It isn't like a house at all. I went into a house, and it wasn't a house, It has a big garden and great high wall; But it hasn't got a may-tree, A may-tree, A may-tree, It isn't like a house at all. I went into a house, and it wasn't a house - Slow white petals from the may-tree fall; But it hasn't got a blackbird, A blackbird, A blackbird, It isn't like a house at all. I went into a house, and I thought it was a house, I could hear from the may-tree the blackbird call… But nobody listened to it, Nobody Liked it, Nobody wanted it at all. |
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