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Артист: John D. LoudermilkНазвание : Little GraveДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : 60s singer-songwriter classic rock country oldies Видео:
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On Christmas Eve I went a walking out beyond the city gate For to fetch a fresh young pheasant for my darling`s Christmas plate It was snowing oh so quietly and the woods were wide and soft Just the sound of snowflakes falling and the footsteps as I walked There I saw a fresh young pheasant and I shot and killed him there And I heard a distant church bell as the bird fell from the air [ strings ] As I held his dying body the strangest thought came over me God had made this little body that I have killed on Christmas Eve All the woods were dark and shadowed with the light the cold stars gave I sent a prayer to God in heaven and covered up the little grave And covered up the little grave | Похожие исполнители:
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