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Post by ThrobsBlackHat on May 17, 2005 22:26:20 GMT 1
Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala
When the day is dawning on a Shropshire Sunday morning how I long to be there with a Fresian waiting for me there every lonely tractor, where I drive all day is a real blessing, when you're moving hay
Is this the way to Harmerhillo Got some fresh hay for my pillow dreaming dreams of Harmerhillo and my Fresians and their milk
Show me the way to Harmerhillo Drove my tractor into a willow crying over Harmerillo and my Fresians and their milk
Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala and my Fresians and their milk
There's a door bell ringing hear the song of joy that it's singing for B&A fanzine, It's the lads who make up the ed. team
working through the season, 6 issues done and sold and it keeps me going, even though I'm old
Is this the way to Harmerhillo Got some fresh hay for my pillow dreaming dreams of Harmerhillo and my Fresians and their milk
Show me the way to Harmerhillo Drove my tractor into a willow crying over Harmerillo and my Fresians and their milk
Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala and my Fresians and their milk
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Post by harmerhillshrew on May 17, 2005 22:39:20 GMT 1
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