Where there are trees,
I will walk there!
Oh what has been left,
I will rest
And in the hold
which is thickest
I'll bury my shoes,
I'll bury my dress.
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Where There Are Trees
Josephine Foster
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Where there are trees,
I will walk there!
Oh what has been left,
I will rest
And in the hold
which is thickest
I'll bury my shoes,
I'll bury my dress.