One night there was dancing at St. Mura An accordeon mournfully played And the girls in their frocks came from near and far In the moonlight they joyfully swayed I asked a fair maid "May I walk by your side See your home at St. Mura?" and thus she replied
refrain: It's such a long way It's such a long way from here to St. Mura
So off went sweet Sandra into the night And I found my lonely way home The next time I planned for a different plight Bought a bicycle on which to roam But Sandra, sweet Sandra, she never came dancing Stayed home with her mother, at others ne'er glancing
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Instead I met Mandy who lives nearby The maid with the long golden hair When I asked her: "Oh, please may I walk by your side? She said, "I live just over there" So we went side by side on my bike in the moonlight And that was the end of my freedom that fine night
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So now I am wedded to Mandy, I rue Our children I rock on my knee And to Sandra my thoughts keep returning anew And often I sigh: "Woe is me!" For what was I thinking? I should have known better