The Lass from the Low Countree-Odetta

[ti:The Lass from the Low Countree] [ar:Odetta] [al:At the Gate of Horn] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Lass from the Low Countree - Odetta (欧蒂塔) [00:34.99]She was a lass of the low country [00:39.43] [00:43.26]And he was a lad of a high degree [00:48.87] [00:52.45]She loved his lordship so tenderly [00:56.27]Sing sorrow [01:02.32] [01:04.21]Sing sorrow [01:06.11] [01:08.54]For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod [01:17.22] [01:18.58]Nobody knows she loved him [01:23.26] [01:25.82]Save herself and God [01:30.89] [01:43.10]One day when the sun was o'er the mead [01:50.75] [01:52.93]He passed her on a milk white stead [02:00.07] [02:01.17]She waved as he passed [02:08.71]But he paid not heed [02:13.86]Sing sorrow [02:14.94]Sing sorrow [02:15.51] [02:17.17]For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod [02:24.79] [02:27.71]And nobody knows she loved him [02:32.71] [02:34.90]Save herself and God [02:39.64] [03:10.31]If ye be a lass of the low country [03:18.65] [03:20.62]Don't love a lord of a high degree [03:27.67] [03:30.12]He ain't got no heart and no sympathy [03:36.49] [03:37.81]Sing sorrow [03:39.33] [03:41.40]Sing sorrow [03:42.70] [03:45.45]For she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod [03:54.19] [03:57.04]And nobody knows she loved him [04:01.55] [04:03.17]Save herself and God