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Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling!
Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling.
Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight,
Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight,
There my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water.
Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing
Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing?
Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o
Goldberry, Go
📣 -- 🍇 -- 🍖 -- 🎫 -- 💛 -- 🐛 -- 💃 -- 💎 -- 🌽 -- 🎄 -- 💙 -- 📀 -- 🌋 -- 🥒 -- 🌏