| Out on the moor he met his lover, in the wet grass up to her knees
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| And there he swore he loved no other, then he came running home to me
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| And will she cry all night? |
| and will she cry all day?
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| And will she cry all night? |
| just for the one who went away?
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| Out on the moor shes waiting for him
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| Shes like a wolf under the moon
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| And I am sighing here beside him
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| Hes right behind me lying spoons
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| And will she cry all night? |
| and will she cry all day?
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| And will she cry all night? |
| just for the one who went away?
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| Oooo, oooo
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| She is an early morning silhouette
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| Against a slowly rising sun
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| Shes walking home and all her clothes are wet
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| And she is frozen to the bone
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| And will she cry all night? |
| and will she cry all day?
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| And will she cry all night? |
| just for the one who went away?
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| Oooo, oooo
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| I crept away while he was sleeping
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| I took my bag and left our home
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| When he awakes hell look for me
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| And hell find himself there all alone
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| And will he cry all night? |
| and will he cry all day?
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| And will he cry all night? |
| just for the one who went away? |