A troubled wind has chilled my heart Killed our love right from the start And visions of your face Twist in my mind into knots of silken lace
A chance to win a hand so fair Fades with night and a single prayer Then a straw hat on her head Brings morning dreams to alight upon my bed
If dead men swam the waters deep Then fish would cry all in their sleep My love, I can only try To lift my hat from the depths as you walk by
Now banjos ring and fiddles play A candle burns to light my way And turning in my sleep I dream again of your love, your love to keepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.