if you're goin'
where the warm wind's a' blowin'
and the sky is blue
look for my love,
the one that was true .
she'll be in the fields
with bluebonnets & sunflowers
paintbrushes & wild flowers
whilin' away the hours
among the colors
reds & yellows & blue
her's was a love that was true
the sun will be shinin'
every cloud a silver linin'
and there'll be children too
dog's & cat's & cockcatoo's
bluebirds & cardinals singin' their song
'cause her's is a love that's true
& it shines thru
there in the sunshine
another place, another time
another song, another ryhme
she once was
a true love of mine
a true r love
you'll seldom find
her true love
seems ta' always
cross my mind
when the warm winds are blowin'
and the flowers are growin'
it leaves me knowin'
& wantin' ta' find
that true love of mine
so if you go
where the warm winds blow
please say hello
'cause she once was
a true love of mine
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