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==Music files==
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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|English|
Away to the woods, away;
All nature is smiling,
Our young hearts beguiling,
Oh we will be happy today.
 
Our flag to the breezes fling,
And as it waves o’er us,
We’ll join in the chorus,
Till woodland and valley shall ring.
 
Oh, this is our festal day,
Sweet flowerets are springing,
Sweet songsters are singing,
And we will be happy and gay.}}


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Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2024-05-09).   Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 337 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Away to the woods
Composer: Alfred Arthur Graley
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1874 Taintor Brothers
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Original text and translations

English.png English text

Away to the woods, away;
All nature is smiling,
Our young hearts beguiling,
Oh we will be happy today.

Our flag to the breezes fling,
And as it waves o’er us,
We’ll join in the chorus,
Till woodland and valley shall ring.

Oh, this is our festal day,
Sweet flowerets are springing,
Sweet songsters are singing,
And we will be happy and gay.