letra de lass of the low country - nina simone
oh, he was a lord of high degree
and she was a l-ss from the low countree
but she loved his lordship so tenderly.
oh sorrow, sing sorrow
now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
and no one knows she loved him but herself and god
one morn when the sun was on the mead
he p-ssed by her door on a milk white steed
she smiled and she spoke, but he paid no heed
oh sorrow, sing sorrow
now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
and no one knows she loved him but herself and god
if you be a l-ss from the low countree
don’t love of no lord of high degree
they haint got a heart for sympathy
oh sorrow, sing sorrow
now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
and no one knows she loved him but herself and god
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