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Ask not why the mountains rise
Or why the sky is blue
Ask not for whom the willow weeps my love
It weeps for you
Ask not where the river flows
Sweetheart, it's plain to see
And when the flowers all grow up
It's you they want to be
North star shines to find you
And bring you to her side
Trade winds blow to guide you
Across the ocean wide
Cause all the world's in love with you
Heaven longs to draw you nigh
Yes, all the world's in love with you
All the world and I
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