Lord Randall
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Songtext von Lord Randall

Album"Mark Twain" And Other Folk Favorites
Jahr1954
GenreReggae
Dauer4:11
OriginalspracheEnglisch
Aufrufe1K
AaLeseeinstellungen
Textgröße 18

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Oh where have you been Lord Randall, my son? Where have you been my handsome young one? I've been to my sweetheart mother I've been to my sweetheart mother Oh make my bed soon for I'm sick to the heart And fain would lie down Oh what did you eat, oh Randall, my son? What were you fed, my handsome young one? Eels and eel broth, mother Speckled eel broth, mother Oh make my bed soon for I'm sick to the heart And fain would lie down Oh, you have been poisoned, oh Randall, my son You have been poisoned, my handsome young one 'Tis truth you've spoken, mother 'Tis truth you've spoken, mother Please make my bed soon for I'm sick to the heart And fain would lie down Oh, what will you leave your mother, my son? What will you leave her, my handsome young one? My love to keep you, mother My love to keep you, mother Oh make my bed soon for I'm sick to the heart And fain would lie down Oh, what will you leave your sweetheart, my son? What will you leave her, my handsome young one? A rope from Hell to hang her A rope from Hell to hang her Oh make my bed soon for I'm sick to the heart And fain would lie down

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