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Текст песни Kirsty Maccoll - The Butcher Boy

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In more street where I did dwellA butcher boy I loved right wellHe courted me my life awayAnd now with me he will not stayI wish, I wish, I wish in vainI wish I was a maid againBut a maid again Ill never beTill cherries grow on an apple treeI wish my baby it was bornAnd smiling on its daddys kneeAnd me poor girl to be dead and goneWith the long green grass growing over meHe went upstairs and the door he brokeHe found her hanging from a ropeHe took his knife and he cut her downAnd in her pocket these words he found"oh make my grave large, wide and deepPut a marble stone at my head and feetAnd in the middle a turtle doveSo the world may know I died of love"

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