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  • I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable ---
    Six golden apples bought with my pay.
    I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,
    But i must be gone by the seventh day.
    So come on, i'm the whistler.
    I have a fife and a drum to play.
    Get ready for the whistler.
    I whistle along on the seventh day ---
    Whistle along on the seventh day.
    All kinds of sadness i've left behind me.
    Many's the day when i have done wrong.
    But i'll be yours for ever and ever.
    Climb in the saddle and whistle along.
    So come on, i'm the whistler.
    I have a fife and a drum to play.
    Get ready for the whistler.
    I whistle along on the seventh day ---
    Whistle along on the seventh day.
    Deep red are the sun-sets in mystical places.
    Black are the nights on summer-day sands.
    We'll find the speck of truth in each riddle.
    Hold the first grain of love in our hands.
  • I'll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable ---
    Six golden apples bought with my pay.
    I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune,
    But i must be gone by the seventh day.
    So come on, i'm the whistler.
    I have a fife and a drum to play.
    Get ready for the whistler.
    I whistle along on the seventh day ---
    Whistle along on the seventh day.
    All kinds of sadness i've left behind me.
    Many's the day when i have done wrong.
    But i'll be yours for ever and ever.
    Climb in the saddle and whistle along.
    So come on, i'm the whistler.
    I have a fife and a drum to play.
    Get ready for the whistler.
    I whistle along on the seventh day ---
    Whistle along on the seventh day.
    Deep red are the sun-sets in mystical places.
    Black are the nights on summer-day sands.
    We'll find the speck of truth in each riddle.
    Hold the first grain of love in our hands.