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The Butcher Boy

Исполнитель: Lambchop
Альбом: Miscellaneous
Длительность: 2:52
Категория: Рок,метал

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She went upstairs to make her bed
And not a word to her mother said
Her mother went upstairs too
Saying, «Oh daughter, my daughter, what troubles you?»

«Oh Mother, oh Mother I can not tell
That butcher, that butcher, that boy I love so well
He courted, he courted my life away
And now at home, at home he will not stay»

«There is a place a place in London town
Where that butcher, that boy he goes and sits down
He takes that strange, that strange girl on his knee
And tells her and tells her what he won’t tell me»

Her father, her father came home from work
Saying, «My daughter, my daughter, she looks so hurt»
He went upstairs, upstairs to give her hope
And found her and found her hanging from a rope

He took a knife a knife and cut her down
And in her bosom, her bosom a note he found
«Go dig a grave both wide and deep
And place a marble slab at my head and feet
And over my coffin, my coffin place a snow white dove
To warn the world the world that I died for love»

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