A little river sings its way through the summer countryside

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Little river, flowing free,
Where the stones are white and cool,
Where the trees are green and tall,
And the bush is full of flowers;

　Little river, singing low,
　Where the grass is green and still,
　Where the sky is blue and high,
　And the sun is warm and bright;

Little river, never still,
Ever singing, ever flowing,
Onward to the sea you go,
To the great, wide, open ocean.

　Little river, I would be
　Like you, ever singing, flowing,
　Onward to the sea of life,
　To the great, wide, open ocean.

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