the art of memory
Showing posts with label steeleye span. Show all posts
Showing posts with label steeleye span. Show all posts
Friday, November 30, 2012

(sounds like dirt xix) oh i wish them both much joy, though they don't hear me

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oh a blacksmith courted me nine months or better he fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter with his hammer in his hand he looked so cle...
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