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letra de ballad of old three-laps - storyteller (uk)

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he was there in the church but his bride never showed
locked away out of sight through the day and the night
till the fathers could fix a good wedding price
but she never came and it never took place
he went away with the tears on his face

poor bill, poor bill sharp
lying alone in the gathering dark
poor bill, poor bill sharp
alone to the grave cries old bill sharp

in his room where the clock never once moved
he plays with his platеs after eating his food
then hiding his facе from the eyes at the window
all alone with his fears and no one to count
how many tears in all those nine and forty years?

poor bill, poor bill sharp
lying alone in the gathering dark
poor bill, poor bill sharp
alone to the grave cries old bill sharp

poor bill, poor bill sharp
making a sound like an old jaw’s harp
poor bill, poor bill sharp
alone to the grave goes old bill sharp

- storyteller uk

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