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Poor But - ter - fly 'neath the blossoms wait -ing;
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Poor Butterfly, for she loved him so.
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The moments pass into hours, the hours pass into years,
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And as she smiles through her tears, she murmurs low,
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"The moon and I know that he'll be faith - ful;
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I'm sure he'll come back, by and by.
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But if he don't come back, then I never sigh or cry --
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I just must die." Poor But - ter - fly.
