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.
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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.
