Lesbia Harford (Лесбия Харфорд)

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Every night I hurry home to see
If a letter's there from you to me.
Every night I bow my head and say,
"There's no word at all from him today."

1. The Folk I Love
2. How funny it would be if dreamy I
3. Emmie, Emmie Adams
4. A lady and I were walking
5. White Sunshine

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