This cruel country has driven me down
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Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
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I¡¯ve only sad stories to tell to this town
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My dreams have withered and died
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Once I was bending the tops of the trees
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Kind words in my ears and kind faces to see
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Then I struck up with the boys from the west
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They¡¯d run and hide, they¡¯d run and hide
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Count one to ten and he¡¯s gone with the west
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My dreams have withered and died
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Silver moon sailor and silver moonshine
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On the water so wide, the water so wide
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Steal from the bed of some good friend of mine
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My dreams have withered and died
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If I was a butterfly I¡¯d live for a day
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I would be free just blowing away
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This cruel country has driven me down
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Teased me and lied, teased me and lied
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I¡¯ve only sad stories to tell to this town
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Withered And Died
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| Kate Rusby |
