Lirieke:
Sons Daughters Darling

'll make a darling bride Reached in, pulled out your life Twisting in, twisting out the knife Paying for your past crime She'll make a darling bride

even though your body aches To serve at his command Between the wars She still adores her ever loving man Close your eyes, sleep in him Dream of your lost sons and daughters

skin on our faces I am bright as the sun You are high as a kite We are daughters, sons Brothers and sisters tonight At Coachella, Coachella Come on now, darling

I'll ever swim The heart it will harden The sorrow will dim But I cried a river A river for him So weep for the sons And the dear darling daughters

was a big game hunter, He met grandma swinging on a tree. If you want to have attactive children, Baby, Don't marry me. --I would like to see my sons and daughters

the wind When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair When Boston sons and daughters and

ll ever swim The heart it will harden The sorrow will dim But I cried a river A river for him So sweep for the sons And the dear darling daughters For

Dark I am yet lovely as tents of Kedar As the pavilions of Solomon either Don?t hate me because the sun has darkened me All my mother?s sons were so angry

the wind When next I came to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill It was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair When Boston sons and daughters and