In BrugesSt John the Gambler
When she had twenty years she turned to her mother
Saying mother, I know that you`ll grieve
But Ive given my soul to st john the gambler
Tomorrow comes time leave
For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever
And dead men lay deep round the door
The only salvation that`s mine for the asking
So mother, think on me no more
...
Saying mother, I know that you`ll grieve
But Ive given my soul to st john the gambler
Tomorrow comes time leave
For the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever
And dead men lay deep round the door
The only salvation that`s mine for the asking
So mother, think on me no more
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