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Here on these cliffs of Dover So high you can't see over And while your head is spinning Hold tight, it's just beginning You come from parents wanton A childhood rough and rotten I come from wealth and beauty Untouched by work or duty And, oh, my love, my love... And, oh, my love, my love... We both go down together I found you a tattooed tramp A dirty daughter from the labor-camps I laid you down in the grass of a clearing You wept, but your soul was willing And, oh, my love, my love... And, oh, my love, my love... We both go down together And my parents will never consent to this love But I hold your hand Meet me on my vast veranda My sweet, untouched Miranda And while the seagulls are crying, We fall but our souls are flying And, oh, my love, my love... And, oh, my love, my love... And, oh, my love, oh my love... And, oh, my love, my love... We both go down... together |