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Bitter Green Capo 3
UDpon the bitter green she walked the hilAls above the town. EDcho to her footsteps as sofAt as eider down. WDaiting for her master to kisAs away her tears. WGaiting through the yearAs.
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Bitter GDreen they called her, WGalking in the sunA. LGoving every oneA that she met.D
Bitter Green they called her,
WGaiting in the sunA. WGaiting for somAe one to take her home.D
Some say he was a sailor who died away at sea Some say he was a prisoner who never was set free Lost upon the ocean he died there in the mist Dreaming of a kiss. ref But now that bitter green is gone, the hills have turned to rust There comes a weary stranger, his tears fall in the dust Kneeling by the churchyard in the autumn mist Dreaming of a kiss.