Текст песни Mary Black - My Donald
Mary Black - My Donald слова песни
Oh my Donald he works on the seaOn the waves that blow wild and freeHe splices the ropes and he sets the sailsWhile southward he rolls to the home of the whale And he ne`er thinks o` me far behindNor the torments that rage in my mindHe`s mine for only part of the yearAnd I`m left all alone with only my tearsYe ladies that smell of wild roseThink ye for your perfume to where a man goesThink ye o` the wives and the babies that yearnFor a man ne`er returning from hunting the spermMy Donald he works on the seaOn the waves that blow wild and freeHe splices the ropes and sets the sailsWhile southward he rolls to the home of the whale