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    When I was a lass my dear mother said to me
    My dear mother said to me
    'Tis time you should know of the heartache love can bring
    Oh the heartache love can bring
    For love can be a flower
    Aye the sweetest one that grows
    The sweetest one that grows
    But love can cut you deep like the thorns of the rose
    The thorns of the rose

    But then I grew up and I fell so much in love
    Yes I fell so much in love
    That soon I forgot what my mother told me of
    My dear mother told me of
    Then one day love was gone
    Like the rain my tears did flow
    Like rain my tears did flow
    For love cut through my heart like the horns of the rose
    The thorns of the rose

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    Now oh daughter mine
    All too soon the time has come
    All too soon the time has come
    I fear you will do what your mother dear has done
    What your mother dear has done
    For womankind is born
    To sorrow and to mourn
    And love can cut you deep like the thorns of the rose
    The thorns of the rose

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    Composition: Linda Henrick and Grieg Edvard Hagerup

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