Answer:
Welcoming spring:
Up on a hilltop sits an old tree
And on that old tree sits an old swing
It calls for me
As I grow near the old oak tree
I can hear a song bird sing
It sings for me
I take in a deep breath as I see;
All that the new season has to bring
All it brings for me
Whilst sitting under the old oak tree;
Green is every where, here comes spring
A spring for the old tree
A spring for me
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