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Across the moor
Orchestre Tout Puissant Marcel Duchamp
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As I was walking down yon hill
Twas on a summer's evenin'
Twas there I spied a bonnie lass
Skipping barefoot through the heather
Aye she was neatly dressed
She neither needed hat nor feather
She was the queen among them all
Skipping barefoot through the heather
Oh, will you come with me, bonnie lass
Oh, will you come and leave the heather
It's silks and satins that you will wear
If you'll come with me and leave heather