4 февр. 2011 г.

Oh Mary, I'll find you somewhere...

And Also The Trees - Mary Of The Woods by millepede

Mary Of The Woods

When I woke I thought of you,
Looked out of the window at this familiar view,
I watched the kites fly high above the steeples,
And the washing lines that float,
With sailor's clothes,
When I woke I thought of you.

In the vale there's a meadow,
Where a rare flower grows,
Oh Mary won't you be my girl.

When the land falls away,
And the sea there lies rolling,
Oh Mary it's a simple world.

When your headscarf falls like this,
And the sunlight's on your lips,
Oh Mary won't you be my girl.

I took a walk down to the parson's house,
Met the cooper and the priest on the way there,
They pointed up to the woods for you,
Oh Mary, I'll find you somewhere...
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