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The Unquiet Grave - The Dubliners
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The Unquiet Grave The Dubliners

The Unquiet Grave - The Dubliners
The wind doth blow today my love
A few small drops of rain
Never have I had but one true love
In cold clay she is lain

I'll do as much for my true love
As any young man may
I'll sit and mourn all on her grave
A twelvemonth and a day

The twelvemonth and a day been gone
A voice spoke from the deep
"Who is it sits all on my grave
And will not let me sleep?"

"'Tis I, 'tis I, thine own true love
Who sits upon your grave
For I crave one kiss from your sweet lips
And that is all I seek"

"You crave one kiss from my clay-cold lips
But my breath is earthy strong!
Had you one kiss from my clay cold lips
Your time would not be long"

"My time be long, my time be short
Tomorrow or today
May God in heaven have all my soul
But I'll kiss your lips of clay"
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