DOVE SHE IS A PRETTY BIRD



The dove she is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies

She brings us glad tidings and tells us no lies

She drinks the spring water for to make her voice clear

When her nest she is building and summer is near



Come all you young fellows take warning by me

Don't go for a soldier, don't join no army

For the dove she will leave you, the raven will come

And death will come marching at the beat of a drum



Come all you pretty fair maids, come walk in the sun

And don't let your young man ever carry a gun

For the dove, it will scare her, and she'll fly away

And then there'll be weeping by night and by day



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