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(ian hunter)



Fare thee well, gentle maid,

Ill see you on your way;

And the sun will rise tomorrow

And wash my sins away.

For I know that Ive abused you

But I only had a day.

And I know thats why you left me

In your own sad little way -

I am gone - disappeared

But I hear a young dove crying

3000 miles from here.



Some would say you were a loser

cause you play a losers game,

But then if I am a winner,

Why then am I so ashamed? 

If you hear a young dove crying,

Youll know its me to blame.

For I never got her number;

I never knew her name.

Now shes gone - disappeared.

But I hear a young dove crying

3000 miles from here.