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She lived in sinful happiness / And died in pain, / But she danced in sunshine / And laughed in rain.
She went one summer morning / When flowers spread the plain / But she told my mother / She was coming back again.
The old folks made a coffin / And hid her deep in earth.
Seems like she said: My body / Brings new birth.
For sure there grew flowers / And tall young trees / And sturdy weeds and grasses / To sway in the breeze.
And sure she lived in growing things / With no pain / And laughed in sunshine / And danced in rain.