Here Lies a Woman (Round)
(Hilton)
[1] Here lies a woman. Who can deny it?
She died in peace tho' lived unquiet.
[2] Her husband prays if o'er her grave you walk
You would tread soft, you would tread
[3] Soft, for if she wakes, for if whe wakes
She'll talk, tread soft, for if she wakes, she'll talk.
RG
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