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Our homeland, fertile valleyHe then begins the next verse.
Where peacefully we grow
Farmers make deep furrows
Tall wheat, sweet corn we sow
At harvest time we rally
All gather and winnow
To share among our burrows
And watch our families grow
With a hey-nanny-nanny no
Hey-nonny-nonny nah
Jump up high and slap the feet
Hey-nanny-nanny no
Hey-nonny-nonny nah
Twirl around and kiss her sweet
In wintertime our pipes we smokeHowever, as he sings the second part of the second verse:
And speak of times of yore
Gathering round the warming hearth
Sweet milk or ale poured
As young and old hear tales spoke--on the word 'heart' the caltrop proves too hard a pick for the strings, as one snaps with a twang and slaps Kendry across the lips.
Though eldest may just snore
Laugh or cry, or touch the heart
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