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On, in the woods
Talking branches will protect you

Father, come and see
I'm old enough to fight 'til my own death

I'm not your favorite wood
I'm not to go in your wood

Hide beneath a hood
The winding sheet of warmth and comfort

Father, come and see
A moment enough to have a jamboree

I'm not your favorite wood
I'm not to go in your wood


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Daughter song meanings
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