Oh she was a lass from the low country Klebefolie Holzdekor And he was a lord of high degree But she loved him oh so tenderly Gestaltung Flyer Oh sorrow sing sorrow Now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod Windlicht basteln No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god Thaimassage Scottsdale One day when the snow was on the mead She passed him by on a milk white steed Dortmund Immobilien And she spoke to him low nobody paid no need Oh sorrow sing sorrow märchen im internet Now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god
Now if you be a lass from the low country Don't love no man of high degree For he don't got a heart or no sympathy Oh sorrow sing sorrow Now she sleeps in the valley where wild flowers nod No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god
