
时间:1997-10-26
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As I Roved Out - David Hammond
As I roved out on a May morning
On a May morning right early
I met my love upon the way
Oh Lord but she was early
Her boots were black and her stockings white
And her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and a rolling eye
And her earings tipped her shoulder
And when will you come back again
And when will we get married
When croke shells turn shiver bells
Just We might well get married
As I roved out on a May morning
On a May morning right early
I met my love upon the way
Oh Lord but she was early