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Out in the heather, where the sun burns bright
She swore she'd love me the rest of her life
But my hands, they shook as the noon bells chimed
So at the last bell, I showed her my knife

And I laid to rest
My beautiful bride
Out in the heather
Where the sun burns bright

And I laid to rest
My beautiful bride
Out in the heather
Where the sun burns bright

Now all alone under the cool night sky
Where locusts scream and white moths fly
Silvery moonbeams fall on her grave
But twisting black vines have covered her name

For I loved too much
My beautiful bride
And so gave her up
To the cool night sky

For I loved too much
My beautiful bride
And so gave her up
To the cool night sky

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