Lyrics:
swear it was not three
when his true love began
to weep and moan
and she wept most bitterly
“are you weeping
for my silver and gold
are you weeping for
A North country maid up to London has strayed
Although with her nature it did not agree.
So she wept and she sighed and bitterly she cried,
"Oh, I
Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe
Up the time that's passing.
Breath I'll take
Well won't you lend your lungs to me
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe
Up the time that's passing
And breath I'll take
The land is Eireann
The land is young
Stands Red O'Donnell
Fighting the Saxon foe
With Hugh O'Neil
Ohh
All along the north land
They fight bitterly
out of
Waiting
They are waiting for you, bitterly, for you to fall over
It's a curse
Down their long egg breath
Cheap shaving lotion days
Their
Before I returned the spirit had left him
And gone to it's Maker - the cowboy was dead
We beat the drum slowly and
Played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept
Won't you lend your lungs to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly
Breathe up the time that's passing
Breath I'll take and breath
bitterly weep
Saying, "Where will we shelter or where will we sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash, they are all cutten down
And the walls of bonny Portmore are
Had gone to his Maker, the cowboy was dead.
We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For we all
bitterly weep
Saying “where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?”
For the Oak and the Ash they are all cutten down
And the walls of bonny Portmore are
beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For awe all loved our comrade, so brave, young, and handsome,
Jefferson
Let independence ring
And the cart of justice turns
Slow and bitterly
And the people were crying
Plant that seed that seed
And they crawled
the world for the peace that you haven't found yet
He stood at the bar with a bottle in his hand
And he complained so bitterly 'bout a world he could not
on ship but about two weeks
I'm sure it wasn't three
Well his true love began to weep and mourn
And he weeped most bitterly
Says are you a-weepin'
And you say you've been humbled in love
Cut down in your love
Forced to kneel in the mud next to me
Ah but why so bitterly turn from the one
Who kneels
order
Saying good-bye to young fernando
Then back to edward to apologize,
Then the endless nights I heard my sister
Sobbing bitterly and repeating:
Anna
We hear you crying
So bitterly
Trying to get people to help you yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
But nobody will
Your son was brutalizing's people
Put his coat on his shoulders and slowly he walked away
Behind him
He could hear those innocent voices
Crying out so bitterly
Saying
We did not
We hear you crying
So bitterly
Trying to get people to help you ye ye
But nobody will
Your son was brutalizing people everytime.
But you said
Put his coat on his shoulders and slowly he walked away
Behind him he could hear
Those innocent voices
Crying out so bitterly saying
We did not
I'm sure it was not three
When the old true love began to weep and to mourn
And she wept most bitterly
Saying are you weeping for my silver and my
Had gone to his Maker, the cowboy was dead.
We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along.
For we all
In the middle of the night
I heard her pray
So bitterly
And so softly, yeah
She prayed for her children
She prayed for their education
Then she
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