歌词语境宇宙
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snows-white hand
She bid me take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish and now I am full of tears
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snows-white hand
She bid me take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish and now I am full of tears