Nina Simone - Lass of the Low Country lyrics
[Nina Simone - Lass of the Low Country lyrics]
Oh, she was a lass from the low country
And he was a lord of high degree
But she loved him oh so tenderly
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where the wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God
One day when the snow was on the mead
She passed him by on a milk white steed
And she spoke to him low but he paid no heed
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where the wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God
Now, if you be a lass from the low country
Don't love no man of high degree
For he don't got a heart or no sympathy
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God
And he was a lord of high degree
But she loved him oh so tenderly
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where the wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God
One day when the snow was on the mead
She passed him by on a milk white steed
And she spoke to him low but he paid no heed
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where the wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God
Now, if you be a lass from the low country
Don't love no man of high degree
For he don't got a heart or no sympathy
Oh, sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley
Where wild flowers nod
No one knows how she loved
Him but herself and God