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Rich O’ Toole, The Cricket Song
The air last night was warm and moist.
In a dream I thought I heard your voice.
Well I went outside I started to sing,
the crickets were doing the very same thing.
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The crickets sing loud, but they sing good,
the crickets sing like I wish I could.
I sing good but the crickets sing best,
me and the crickets put the night to rest.
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