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Peter Blegvad - Shirt and Comb lyrics
well I came home downcast one day the bearer of bad news she smiled at me as i came in as stood there in my muddy shoes I loved her so my poor heart cried to tell her what i told her smile froze her mouth went slack my grief oppressed me double fold I said I'm not the master of my fate but I would wish to be I'm leaving now, it's getting late they ship out tonight and they're taking me our mission's still a mystery I'm just one of many men who must leave their home and family and who might not pass by this way again she said "i will join your company -i am not afraid or weak -i will bind my breasts and crop my hair -and i'll speak low just like a boy would speak" I said you cannot come with me my love they don't take volunteers but there's one thing to you I'll swear though i may be gone for many years I swear no shirt will ever touch my skin nor comb go through my hair without thinking of the bed your in and wish that i were lying with you there |
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