Through lonesome woods I took my way So dark so dark as dark can be The leaves were shivering on every tree Which don′t you think was grief to me Don't you think was grief to me
As I was going through Dibden town I saw my true love sitting down Saw another girl sitting on my man′s knee Which don't you think was grief to me Don't you think was grief to me
I called my true love by his name And up he rose and to me came I gave him kisses by one two three But none so sweet as he gave me None so sweet as he gave to me
Now winter′s gone, the summer′s come The small birds from their nest is flown He's told me plainly unto my face "You′re not the young girl I love best Not the young girl I love the best"
Through lonesome woods then I'll make my way So dark so dark as dark can be I′ll never love if not loved by thee Which don't you think is grief to me Don′t you think it's grief to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
