Lowlands Lyrics

Artist: The Gourds
Album: Ghosts Of Hallelujah

I saddled me a wounded priest
Rode him wet through this August heat
I took me a German bride
all empty and bloody inside

in the dark I heard a thief
he stole my money and my grief
in the morning I wanted to die
the doctor cut me the lawyer lied

stop yer waiting and just go
don't be saying what you don't know
for the lowlands I am bound
where my pale bride will be found

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