My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me. Tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through.
My girl, my girl, where will you go? I’m going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines, Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through.
Her husband was a hardworking man About a mile from here Her found his head, in a driving wheel But his body never was found.
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My girl, my girl, where will you go? I’m going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines, Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through.
My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me. Tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.