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come out of the mists my friends sail the Fields of Blackberry part the fog and wave hello, take our hand so tightly
don't you part and don't you go when the mists are far away come out of the mists my friends sail the Fields of Blackberry
I can see the old Flynn Tower, your house in the valley
I am counting hour by hour, I know you cannot tarry
but your hair so long and your eyes so clear and you breath so sweet on my face keep out of the mists my friends, sail the Fields of Blackberry
the devil has a wicked way of keeping lovers parted
but none more the the Blackberry Mist that makes me broken hearted
for your love lasts long but i see you not though i know that you are so close come out of the mists my love, come and will you tarry
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- 1888