
lass from the low country - joan baez lyrics
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she was a l-ss from the low country
and he was a lord of high degree
and she loved his lordship so tenderly
sing sorrow, sing sorrow
and she sleeps in the valley
where the wildflowers nod
n-body knows she loved him
but herself and god
one day when the show was on the mead
he p-ssed her by on a milk white steed
she waited as he p-ssed but he paid no heed
sing sorrow, sing sorrow
and she sleeps in the valley
where the wildflowers nod
n-body knows she loved him
but herself and god
so if you be a l-ss from the low country
don’t love no lord of high degree
for they ain’t got no heart or sympathy
sing sorrow, sing sorrow
and you sleep in the valley
where the wildflowers nod
n-body knows you loved him
but yourself and god
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