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There once was a king who called for the spring
For his world was still covered in snow
But the spring had not been for he was wicked and mean
In his winter fields nothing would grow
And when a traveler called seeking help at the door
Only food and a bed for the night
He ordered his slave to turn her away
The girl with April in her eyes
Oh oh on and on she goes
Through the winter's night the wild wind and the snow
Hi hi on and on she rides
Someone help the girl with April in her eyes
She rode through the night
Till she came to the light
Of a humble man's home in the woods
He brought her inside
By the firelight she died
And he buried her gently and good
Oh the morning was bright
All the world was snow white
But when he came to the place where she lay
His field was ablaze with flowers on the grave
Of the girl with April in her eyes
Oh oh on and on she goes
Through the winter's night
The wild wind and the snow
Hi hi on and on she flies
She is gone
The girl with April in her eyes
