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Germany

No more carefree laughter
Mulch is what I´m after
Walking through my pumpkin patch
A glow in my eyes
Here it´s where the rye grows
This is goodbye

Mowing here, mowing through (a-ha)
There is something we can do
Mowing here, mowing through (a-ha)
We just have to start
Push the mower through
Cover rye was so easy to sow
Now I have to mow
Mowing here, mowing through
It's the best I can do

Memories, cold days, hot days
That´s my season, always
Stem end splits - bombastic booms
After the rain
Then there will be emptiness
But now I must say

Mowing here, mowing through (a-ha)
There is something we can do
Mowing here, mowing through (a-ha)
We just have to start
Push the mower through
Cover rye was so easy to sow
Now I have to mow
Mowing here, mowing through
It's the best I can do

5/23/2013 4:32:57 PM

Germany

No more leaves are left there
Silence ever after
Walking through an empty patch
Tears in my eyes
Mainvine? sidevines? Mower´s catch!
This is goodbye

Have a beer, have a brew (a-ha)
There is nothing we can do
Have a beer, have a brew (a-ha)
We just have to face it
The vines cut through
Breaking vines is never easy, I know
Now I have to go
Getting beer, cans of brew
It's the best I can do

5/23/2013 4:55:02 PM