11 acessos
Know my love by her way of walking
And I know my love by her way of talking
And I know my love by her suit of blue
But if my love leaves me, what will I do?
And yet she cries "I Love him the best"
But a troubled mind sure can know no rest.
And yet she cries 'Bonny boys are few'
Yet if my love leaves me, what will I Do?
There is a dance house in Mardyke
And 'tis there my dear love goes every night
And he takes a strange girl all on his knee
And don't you think but it troubles me
If my love knew I could wash and wring
And if my love knew I could weave and spin
I could make a suit all of the finest kind
But the want of money, it leaves me behind