Songtext von All God's Angels

Will you marry me sir Oh tether me down For I am too free Will you walk hand in hand with me For I do carry a child by thee Oh madam, I'll not marry thee For I'm married away And I'll always be I'll not walk hand in hand with thee Even though you've a child by me Oh sir, heartbroken I'll be Is she finer than I Is she tall and lean Is she the rarest you've ever seen Of your own heart is she the queen Oh madam, she's twenty of thee She's tall and she's lean How she smiles on me She's the rarest, she is my queen I'll never care for a girl like thee Oh sir, than shamed am I I'll run to the fields And it's there I'll die There God's Angels will around me fly There they'll care for my child and I