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Текст песни John D. Loudermilk - Little Grave

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On Christmas Eve I went a walking out beyond the city gateFor to fetch a fresh young pheasant for my darling`s Christmas plateIt was snowing oh so quietly and the woods were wide and softJust the sound of snowflakes falling and the footsteps as I walkedThere I saw a fresh young pheasant and I shot and killed him thereAnd I heard a distant church bell as the bird fell from the air[ strings ]As I held his dying body the strangest thought came over meGod had made this little body that I have killed on Christmas EveAll the woods were dark and shadowed with the light the cold stars gaveI sent a prayer to God in heaven and covered up the little graveAnd covered up the little grave

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