Letras
She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sunshine all on the lee shore
She loves her love, but she'll love no more
Down in the meadows this young maid went
To pick the primroses just as she went
The more she picked and the more she pulled
Till she gathered her apron full
She climbed on yonder hill above
To give a rose to her true love
She gave him one rose, she gave him three
She gave her heart for company
But as they sat on yonder hill
His heart grew hard, so harder still
He has two hеarts instead of one
She criеd, "Young man, what have you done?"
"How foolish, foolish you must be
To think I love no one but thee
The world's not made for one alone
I take delight in everyone"
She took her roses and made a bed
A stony pillow for her head
She laid her down, no more to say
But let her roses fade away
She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sunshine all on the lee shore
She loved her love, but she'll love no more