there weeping? They are weeping back at them This is a weeping song A song in which to weep While all the men and women sleep This is a weeping song
you all, see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see that it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heav'n's sun doth gently waste. But my sun's heav'nly eyes
look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
at you all see the love there that?s sleeping While my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still, my guitar gently weeps
tells the world that it's sleeping But as the night came round I heard it slowly sound It wasn't roaring it was weeping It wasn't roaring it was weeping
: (John Dowland) Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heav'n's sun doth gently waste. But my sun
all alone Weeping willow tree Weep in sympathy Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me When the shadows fall, hear me willow and weep for me Oh, Weeping
(John Dowland) Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heav'n's sun doth gently waste. But my sun'
springtime in Spain My love A beautful being's so sad and so strong You gave me a story you gave me a song When he played is guitar she would weep My
left home Goin' home, goin' home By the waterside I will lay my bones Listen to the river sing sweet songs To rock my soul Going to plant a weeping
weep Thought I heard it sing a song Delta Queen done come and gone Tiger tea, tiger gee, you my Tiger Rose Gently roll me, honey, while I sing your song
smoke Rising against that blue sky? Did you shout out in anger And fear for your neighbor Or did you just sit down and cry? Did you weep for the children
's a page back in history, 45 They came back to the world that they fought for Didn't turn out just like they thought, 45 Here is a song to sing to do
, the lamp's lit low, nod for passers underground To and fro, she's darning and the land is weeping red and pale Weeping yarn from Algiers, weeping yarn