a bald young farmer courted me he gained my heart my liberty he gained my heart with a free good will and i must confess that i love him still i wish i wish but its all in vain i wish i was a maid again but a maid again that never can be since that young farmer lay still with me i wish my baby little was born and smilin on his fathers knee and i was dead and in my grave with the green grass growin all over me
there's a bird that sits in yonders tree some say hes blind and cannot sing oh i wish it being the same with me when first i met with your company
but a marble stone at my head and feet but a turtle white dove
to let the world know that i died for loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
