They met at the pond on one summer day .
The girl named Rachel and the boy named Clay .
Clay Boy knew Rachel , and she was his dream
That's why he travels each day to the stream .
And there by the pond he waits every day .
There he saw Rachel , when she came to play .
Some say he sees her , where she used to roam .
Last time I saw her , we carried her home .
Greenwolfe 1962
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