Come, come, bonny Lynne; tell us, tell us where you’ve been
Were you up, were you down
Chasing rabbits ‘round the town
Come, come, bonny Lynne; tell us, tell us where you’ve been
Come, come, bonny Lynne; we’ve a bed to put you in
It is soft, it is warm
It will shelter from the storm
Come, come, bonny Lynne; we’ve a bed to put you in
Dear, dear bonny Lynne sleeps the peaceful crib within
A mossy stone, a finger bone
No one knows but Lynne alone
Dear, dear bonny Lynne sleeps the peaceful crib within
 And I Am NOT Your Bra · Wed Apr 21, 2010 @ 06:15am · 0 Comments |
