letra de b.i.t.c.o.m.t.l.h. - angel olsen
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black is the color of my true love’s hair
his lips are something wondrous fair [?]
he has the purest eyes
and the bravest hands
i love the ground whereon he stands
well, i love my love
and yes he knows
i love the ground whereon he goes
and still i hope [?]
that the time will come
when he and i might be as one
i go to the clyde and i’ll mourn and weep
well satisfied i never can bе
i’ll write to you just a few short lines
and suffеr death a thousand times
black is the color of my true love’s hair
his lips are something wondrous fair [?]
he has the purest eyes
and the bravest hands
i love the ground whereon he stands
yes, i love the ground whereon he stans
i love the ground whereon he stands
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