🎵Say goodbye my own true lover As we sing a lovers song How it breaks my heart to leave you Now the Harviebull is gone High above the dawn is waiting And my tears are falling rain For the Harviebull is over We may never meet again🎵
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@Fontybits1 "I have met them at break of day Coming with livid faces From counting their cash among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the head Or polite meaningless pronouns..." But still waiting for terrible beauties to be born.