Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee
And safe for aye may my darling be!
I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill
I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee
And safe for aye may my darling be!
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And 'round the world I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee
And safe for aye may my darling be!
Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee
Come, come, come, O love,
Quickly come to me, softly move;
Come to the door, and away we'll flee
And safe for aye may my darling be!
purplelunacy
michi.clunes
Mr_Ant
Fri, 24/02/2017 - 11:51
Not from me