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Grada
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The Butcher Boy
In London town where I did dwell A butcher boy I loved right well He courted me my life away And now with me he will not stay I wish, I wish, I wish in vain I wish I was a maid again A maid again I ne'er will be 'Til cherries grow on an apple tree I wish my baby it was born and smiling on it's daddy's knee And me, poor girl, to be dead and gone With the green, green grass growing over me She went upstairs to make her bed And calling to her mother said Give me a chair 'til I sit down And a pen and ink 'til I write down 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 At every word she dropped a tear At every line cried 'Willie dear! Oh what I foolish girl am I To be led astray by a butcher boy' He went upstairs and the door he broke And he found her hanging from a rope He took his knife and he cut her down And in her pocket these words he found Go dig my grave, dig it wide and deep Put a marble stone at my head and feet And in the middle a turtle dove To tell the world I died for love.
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