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Lowlands Songtext
von The Gourds
I saddled me a wounded priest
Rode him wet through this august heat
I took me a german bride
All empty and bloody inside
In the dark I heard a thief
He stole my money and my grief
In the morning I wanted to die
The doctor cut me the lawyer lied
Stop yer waiting and just go
Don't be saying what you don't know
For the lowlands I am bound
Where my pale bride will be found
Rode him wet through this august heat
I took me a german bride
All empty and bloody inside
In the dark I heard a thief
He stole my money and my grief
In the morning I wanted to die
The doctor cut me the lawyer lied
Stop yer waiting and just go
Don't be saying what you don't know
For the lowlands I am bound
Where my pale bride will be found
Writer(s): David Greenfield, Jean Jacques Burnel, Raymond Barry Warne, Jet Black
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The Gourds - Lowlands
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