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If she on earth (irish trad)

from Ghost Hunter / Dark reggae by MOURNFUL SKANK

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From a (probably irish or scottish) trad.
you can find many versions of this oooold song

Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
Her lips are like like some rosy fair,
The purest eyes and the neatest hands,
I love the ground whereon he stands.

I go to the Clyde for to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I never could sleep.
Winter's passed and the leaves are green,
Time's passed that we have seen.

Still I hope the time will come
When you and I shall be as one.

The purest eyes and the neatest hands,
I love the ground whereon he stands.

I'll write to you in few short lines,
I'll suffer death ten thousand times.
I know my love and well he knows,
I love the grass whereon he goes,
If she on earth no more I see...

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from Ghost Hunter / Dark reggae, released December 15, 2016

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Mournful Skank France

Mournful Skank is an experimental project exploring sad reggae, acoustic dark dub, hybrid skank ;)

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My music is influenced by William Blake, les Béru, Coil, the Gladiators, Horace Andy, Dead Combo, Portishead, Tom Waits, Castaneda. Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra.
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