Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here
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Sexton! My Master's sleeping here
Pray lead me to his bed!
I came to build the Bird's nest
And sow the Early seed
That when the snow creeps slowly
From off his chamber door
Daisies point the way there
And the Troubadour
Sexton! My Master's sleeping here
Pray lead me to his bed!
I came to build the Bird's nest
And sow the Early seed
That when the snow creeps slowly
From off his chamber door
Daisies point the way there
And the Troubadour