paroles de chanson Hares on the Mountain (Blackbirds and Thrushes) [Piano Version] - Deborah Stokol

Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing
Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing
She smiled and replied, You don't know what you're missing

Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you
Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could bed you
She smiled and replied, Then you'd say I'd misled you

If all you young men were hares on the mountain
If all you young men were hares on the mountain
How many young girls would take their arrows and go hunting

If all you young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes
If all you young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes
How many young girls would go search in the bushes

If all you young men were fish in the water
If all you young men were fish in the water
How many young girls would undress and dive after

If all you young men were rushes a-growing
If all you young men were rushes a-growing
How many young girls would take scythes and go mowing

But the young men are given to frisking and fooling
Oh, the young men are given to frisking and fooling
I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling

But the young men, they're given to frisking and fooling
Oh, the young men are given to frisking and fooling
I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling

Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing
She smiled and replied, You don't know what you're missing