The Limeliters - La** From The Low Country lyrics

There once was a la** from the low country Who loved her a lord of high degree She loved her lordship so tenderly Sing Sorrow....Sing Sorrow Now she sleeps in the valley Where the wildflowers nod No one knew she loved him But herself and God One day when the sun was on the mead He pa**ed her doorstep on a milk-white steed She smiled and she spoke but he paid no heed Sing Sorrow...Sing Sorrow Now she sleeps in the valley where the wildflowers nod No one knew she loved him but herself and God Now, if you be a la** from the low country Don't you love you no lordship of high degree They Ain't got no heart or no sympathy Sing Sorrow...Sing Sorrow Now she sleeps in the valley Where the wildflowers nod No one knew she loved him But herself and God