Birdstone – Letras de Prarie Songs

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

With blackest moss the flower pots
Were thickly crusted one and all
The rusted nails fell from the knots
That held the pear to the gable wall

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

The broken sheds look sad and strange
Unlifted with the clinking latch
Weeded and worn the ancient thatch
Upon the lonely moated grange

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

She only said, my life is dreary
He cometh not, she said
She said I am aweary, aweary
I would that I were dead

Da da da da da
Da da da da da

He clasps the crag with crooked hands
Close to the sun in lonely lands
Ring'd with the azure gold, he stands
The wrinkled sea beneath him falls
He watches from his mountain walls
And like a thunderbolt, he falls.....

Falls....

Da da da da da

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

The prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

Oh the prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

Oh the prarie songs
The prarie songs
The prarie so-o-ongs

Prarie songs....
Come to me
Prarie songs....
I can hardly breathe your
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