On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there's a swallow
Winging
swiftly through the sky
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona
Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Stop complaining, said the farmer
Who told you a calf to be
Why don't you have wings to fly with
Like the swallows so proud
and free
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How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And
half the summer's night
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But
who ever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has leaned to fly
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the
summer's night
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
Dona Dona Dona Dona
Dona Dona Dona Don
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