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the meat purveyors - willow garden كلمات الأغنية

down in the willow garden
where me and my true love did meet
and as we sat a-courtin’
my love dropped off to sleep
i had a bottle of thunderbird wine
my true love did not know
and there i poisoned that dear little girl
down on the banks below

i drew a sabre through her
it was a bl–dy knife
i threw her in the river
it was a dreadful sight
my father often told me
that money would set me free
if i did murder that dear little girl
whose name was rose connolly

so now he sits in his cabin door
wiping his tear-rimmed eyes
he’s moanin’ for his only son
now on the scaffold high
my race is run, beneath the sun
the devil is waitin’ for me
for i did murder that dear little girl
whose name was rose connelly

my race is run, beneath the sun
h-ll is waitin’ for me
for i did murder that dear little girl
whose name was rose connelly

- the meat purveyors

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