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Harry Gray |
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2 She was young and in her prime,
And for her dress that she wore were style. She stole my heart, she took my will And my poor wife she caused me to kill.
3 I would give my gold and store,
This whole wide world and a thousand more,
If I could live one happy life
And bring back my poor murdered wife. |
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