Brian Suavé - Winnie's Song lyrics
[Brian Suavé - Winnie's Song lyrics]
When you came round this wild eyed world
My tussle haired and doe eyed girl
And opened up those big brown eyes
This daddy was evangelized
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
When I’m picking out an old tune, she’s
Singing "Daddy!" harmonies
Raising up her little voice
Birdsong whistling through the trees
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessеd
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Now Winifred, I know you’ll see
Many yеars that I won’t be
So when you’re old and hear this song
Will you think of me and sing along?
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Oh Winnie, whoa darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Many thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Oh Winnie, may you evermore be blessed
My tussle haired and doe eyed girl
And opened up those big brown eyes
This daddy was evangelized
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
When I’m picking out an old tune, she’s
Singing "Daddy!" harmonies
Raising up her little voice
Birdsong whistling through the trees
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessеd
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Now Winifred, I know you’ll see
Many yеars that I won’t be
So when you’re old and hear this song
Will you think of me and sing along?
Oh Winnie, oh darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Oh Winnie, whoa darling may you be
The mother of a great and mighty company
Ten-thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Many thousands, all your foes to dispossess
Many thousands, rising up to call you blessed
Oh Winnie, may you evermore be blessed