oh morning dew, oh how I deeply know you ,the sadness and the pain ,my youth spent in that pouring rain, sugaree over and over again
Like the Wind I came crying, to you, My sweet Stella blue , hope for the first time in my life.
i wouldn’t change a thing, once lost in the struggle and Strife, because this love that’s deep and knowing cut through that madness Like a knife.
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