.She was a lass of the low country and he was a lad of a high degree
She loved his lordship so tenderly
Sing sorrow
Sing sorrow
For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
Nobody knows she loved him
Save herself and God
One day when the sun was o'er the mead
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