Paroles de Fine Flowers In The Valley
She sat down below a thornFine flowers in the valley
And there she's kissed her babe newborn
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"Smile na sae sweet, my bonnie babe
Fine flowers in the valley
An ye smile sae sweet, ye will smile me deid"
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's ta'en oot her wee pen knife
Fine flowers in the valley
And twined the sweet babe o' it's life
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's howket a grave by the lecht o' the moon
Fine flowers in the valley
An' there she's buried her sweet babe in
And the green leaves they grow rarely
As she was going to the church
Fine flowers in the valley
She saw a sweet babe in the porch
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"O sweet babe, an' thou were mine O cruel mother, when I was thine
Fine flowers in the valley
Ye didna prove tae me sae kind
And the green leaves they grow rarely
An ye smile sae sweet, ye will smile me deid"
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's ta'en oot her wee pen knife
Fine flowers in the valley
And twined the sweet babe o' it's life
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's howket a grave by the lecht o' the moon
Fine flowers in the valley
An' there she's buried her sweet babe in
And the green leaves they grow rarely
As she was going to the church
Fine flowers in the valley
She saw a sweet babe in the porch
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"O sweet babe, an' thou were mine O cruel mother, when I was thine
Fine flowers in the valley
Ye didna prove tae me sae kind
And the green leaves they grow rarely
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