The Hare And The Moon - The Cruel Mother | Текст песни

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There was a lady dwelt in York
She fell in love with her father's clerk
She laid her head against the stone
And there she made most bitter moan

She took a knife both long and sharp

And stabbed her babes unto the heart

She said "Dear Children can you tell?"
"Where shall I go, to heaven or hell?"
"Oh yes dear mother we can tell
For it's we to heaven and you to hell"

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