Like The Swallow

She's like the swallow

That flies so high.

She's like the river

That never runs dry.

She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore,

I love my love, and love is no more.



It's out of roses

She made her bed.

A stolen pillow

For her head.

She's like the sunshine on the lea-shore,

I love my love, and love is no more.






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