I Know Who Is Sick
| Joan Clancy, Pat Clancy |
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| I know who is sick, I know who is sorry I know who I'll kiss, but the Lord knows who I'll marry Too-ree-oo-ree-ay ah, Too-ree-oo-ree laddy-o I have stockings of silk, shoes of fine green leather Combs to buckle my hair and a ring for every finger Too-ree-oo-ree-ay ah, Too-ree-oo-ree laddy-o Feather beds are soft, painted rooms are bonny But I would trade them all for to go with my love Johnny Too-ree-oo-ree-ay ah, Too-ree-oo-ree laddy-o Some say he's dark, but I say he's bonny Fairest of them all is my handsome, winsome Johnny Too-ree-oo-ree-ay ah, Too-ree-oo-ree laddy-o I know who is sick, I know who is sorry I know who I'll kiss, but the Lord knows who I'll marry Too-ree-oo-ree-ay ah, Too-ree-oo-ree laddy-o This page has been viewed 2340 times |
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