Текст песни Joan Baez - The River in the Pines
Joan Baez - The River in the Pines слова песни
Oh, Mary was a maidenWhen the birds began to singShe was sweeter than the blooming roseSo early in the springHer thoughts were gay and happyAnd the morning gay and fineFor her lover was a river boyFrom the river in the pines Now Charlie, he got marriedTo his Mary in the springWhen the trees were budding earlyAnd the birds began to singBut early in the autumnWhen the fruit is in the wineI`ll return to you, my darlingFrom the river in the pines It was early in the morningIn Wisconsin dreary climeWhen he ruled the fatal rocketFor that last and feudal timeThey found his body lyingOn the Rocky shore belowWhere the silent water ripplesAnd the whispering cedars blow Now every raft or lumberThat`s come down, the chip awayThere`s a lonely grave that`svisited by drivers on their wayThey plant the wild flowers upon itIn the morning fair and fine`Tis the grave of two young loversFrom the river in the pines