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Some information about EliThe Barrow Boy Lyrics Title: The Decemberists - EliThe Barrow Boy lyrics Artist: The Decemberists Album: Picaresque Visitors: 11 visitors have visited EliThe Barrow Boy Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Sells coal and marigolds and he cries out all down the day Below the tamarac she is crying Corn cobs and candlewax for the buyingall down the day Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe Made of gold and silk arabian thread She is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove And I must push my barrow all the day And I must push my barrow all the day Elithe barrowboywhen they found him Dressed all in corduroyhe had drowned in the river down the way They laid his body down in a churchyard But still when the moon is outwith his pushcarthe calls down the day Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown Made of gold and silk arabian thread But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground But still I push my barrow all the day Still I push my barrow all the day Hottest songs from The Decemberists : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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