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Glen Clark - 1665 Lyrics



Glen Clark - 1665 Lyrics




Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green
When I am King, dilly dilly, you shall be Queen
Who told you so, dilly dilly, who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, that told me so

We saw the comet trail in winter
We wondered what the omen meant
And come the summer we saw people start to fall
There was nothing we could do

House to house in isolation
Red crosses painted on the doors
And come the morning you won't know who'll be outside
So we just wave and then withdraw

Cobbled streets are decomposing
We watched the well-to-do escape
Ask your mother if you can come out to play
But we're locked in for forty days, the candle's burning...

We had a visit from a Searcher
I saw her white cane by the corpse
We couldn't pay her to report a different truth
Now there's a red cross on our door, have mercy on us!

Mother, Mother, I feel fever
Mother, Mother, I'm in pain
When the driver of the dead-cart calls for me
You'll alone but it's okay, no more red crosses

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green
When I am King, dilly dilly, you shall be Queen
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Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green
When I am King, dilly dilly, you shall be Queen
Who told you so, dilly dilly, who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, that told me so

We saw the comet trail in winter
We wondered what the omen meant
And come the summer we saw people start to fall
There was nothing we could do

House to house in isolation
Red crosses painted on the doors
And come the morning you won't know who'll be outside
So we just wave and then withdraw

Cobbled streets are decomposing
We watched the well-to-do escape
Ask your mother if you can come out to play
But we're locked in for forty days, the candle's burning...

We had a visit from a Searcher
I saw her white cane by the corpse
We couldn't pay her to report a different truth
Now there's a red cross on our door, have mercy on us!

Mother, Mother, I feel fever
Mother, Mother, I'm in pain
When the driver of the dead-cart calls for me
You'll alone but it's okay, no more red crosses

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green
When I am King, dilly dilly, you shall be Queen
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Writer: Glen Clark
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