Are you going to leave me, love Are you going to leave me Would you give up your own love true To go with a girl you never knew
My true love stands in the bower door Combing down his yellow hair His bonnie face I like to see I wonder if my love thinks of me
When I wore my apron low Couldn't keep you from my door But now my apron's to my shin You pass me by and won't come in
I wish my baby - it was born Smiling on his daddy's knee And I a poor girl - dead and gone And the green grass growing over me
Now there's a bird in your church yard They say he's blind and cannot see I wish it had been the same with me Before I kept your company
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain I wish I was a maid again But a maid again I will never be Since that young man lay still with me
Are you going to leave me, love Are you going to leave me Would you give up your own love true To go with a girl you never knewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
