WELL THEN FROM BUCHLOV
Hudba: česká lidová / Text: Mark Landry

Well then, from Buchlov the wind's blowing
Already Katie's bow is showing
A wife tomorrow, a bride today
Tonight on your hear a cap will lay

You are little Kate a rose of white
You needn't have found a man who's right
You could have stayed a single daughter
as a little fish in swift water

And you are Martin, a tree of green
The woman you choose might not have been
Others girls you could have been after
As a sweet pigeon sits on rafters




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