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in the Misty hills
where the green leaves sway
there's a secret garden
where the tea leaves play
a gentle breeze whispers through the rose
where Maiden dances
her laughter it flows
oh the tea garden's lady
with hands so fair
picking the finest leaves with her gentle care
in the heart of the valley
her beauty unfolds
a story of love and tea
in the garden she holds
with a basket on her arm
she moves with Grace
through the emerald sea
she finds her place
her fingers like the wind they softly Grace
the tender buds that hold the morning's haze
oh the tea gardens lady with eyes like dawn
through the emerald sea
she finds her place
her fingers like the wind they softly Grace
the tender bus that hold the morning's haze
oh the tea guard is a lady
with eyes like dawn
in the quiet of the morning
her work is never done
with each leaf she gathers a tale she weaks
in the tea gardens embrace
where the Jasmine leaves
under the canopy
of the ancient tea trees
she hungs a melody
a song of the breeze
her heart beats in rhythm with the lamb
in the garden of tea
she's the gentle hand
oh the tea gorgeous lady
of the ancient tea trees
she hums a melody
a song of the breeze
her heart beats in rhythm with the land
in the garden of tea
she's the gentle hand
oh the cheat guard
is lady with the spirit so free
in the depths of the leap she finds her glee
a couple of teeth
a simple of Grace in the harden of teeth