Lyrics & translations of Bert Hare
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Bert Hare
I'm Dying Mother
Artista: Bert Hare Traducción porpanzas | Publicado a year ago
On one summer eve as the sun was setting
The wind blew soft and cold
A young man laid
On a bed of fever and
Tears stood in his eyes
I’m dying, mother, I’m surely dying
And hell is my awful doom
Take my hand and
Press it tight for my heart is sad with gloom
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