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Betsy Baker - Live
From noise and bustle far away, As I walked over each acre, I never knew what it was to sigh, Till I saw Betsy Baker. At church I met her dressed so neat, One Sunday in hot weather, With love I found my heart did beat, As we sang psalms together. So modestly she turned her head, The while her voice did quaver, I thought if ever I did wed, T'would be with Betsy Baker. When church was over, out she went, But I did follow after, Determined I would not be baulked, I spoke to Betsy Baker. But all my entreaties she did slight, And I was forced to leave her, I got not sleep at all that night, For love had brought a fever. From noise and bustle far away, And I walked over each acre, I never knew what it was to sigh, Till I saw Betsy Baker. At last she got acquainted, With a rambling mad play actor, He gammoned her to run away, 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And I lost Betsy Baker. But though I strive another way, My heart will never foresake her, I dream all night and think all day, Of cruel Betsy Baker. From noise and bustle far away, And I walked over each acre, I never knew what it was to sigh, Never knew what it was to sigh, Never knew what it was to sigh, Till I saw Betsy Baker. Ooooh, Aaaah, Ooooh, Aaaah. Ooooh, Aaaah, Ooooh, Aaaah. From noise and bustle far away, And I walked over each acre, I never knew what it was to sigh, Till I saw Betsy, Baker.
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