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Richard Thompson Live At The L A Troubadour Fc

blusterous wind So come all young men who go a-sailing Pray pay attention to what I say For there's many a dark and a cloudy morning Turns out to be a

He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall "A grave, a grave," Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in But bury my lady at

is that you should rise He?s the judge and the jury At the jester?s assize Poor Will on the gallows tree Never a cruel word did say Oh that a young