"Lass of the Low Country" as written by Pd Traditional and J Baird....
She was a lass of the low country and he was a lad of a high degree
She loved his lordship so tenderly

Sing sorrow
Sing sorrow
For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
Nobody knows she loved him
Save herself and God

One day when the sun was o'er the mead
He passed her on a milk white stead
She waved as he passed but he paid not heed

Sing sorrow
Sing sorrow
For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
and nobody knows she loved him
Save herself and God.

If ye be a lass of the low country
Don't love a lord of a high degree
He ain't got no heart and no sympathy

Sing sorrow
Sing sorrow
For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
and nobody knows she loved him
Save herself and God


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