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letra de the undertaker's daughter - seamus fogarty

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once upon a time,
in a faraway place
there’s a tiny town

that no one thought to name

on the outskirts of town,
tucked beneath the willow trees
silent as death,
was a small cemetery

the undertaker’s daughter was a maiden most fair
with her sweet rosy pink cheeks and long flaxen hair
day after day, she learned her father’s trade
day after day, she wandered to the graves

alone in the corner,
where the light did not shine
was an angel made of stone
who looked up to the sky

her hands folded in prayer
her feet covered in grime
and laying upon them
was a plaque as old as time

the undertaker’s daughter had wandered there,
with her sweet rosy pink cheeks and long flaxen hair
she looked to the plaque, and she thought it was odd
she looked to the plaque, and the grave’s name was gone.

everyday from then on,
the daughter went there,
to the grave with the angel,
with the plaque that was bare

sitting there all alone,
the daughter thought that it was sad
no one ever brought flowers
there were no gifts to be had

one day the daughter
had went to the seaside
playing in the sand
with the sun shining bright

while hunting around
the daughter had found
a seash-ll so beautiful
pearly and round

the undertaker’s daughter had searched through there,
with her rosy cheeks and long flaxen hair
she wanted more, of those lovely seash-lls
and she wanted more, and she had a plan, as well…

the undertaker’s daughter was a maiden most fair,
with her sweet rosy pink cheeks and long flaxen hair
a gift for the grave, with no name in sight
a gift for the grave, these seash-ll so bright…

the undertaker’s daughter had left them there,
back when she had rosy cheeks and long flaxen hair
now she was gone, but though t’was so long ago
the seash-ll still shined,
the grave was not alone…
the grave was not alone…
the grave was not alone…

- seamus fogarty

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