The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
The golden hours on angel wings Flew o'er me and my dearie For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
By the treasure of my soul,
That's the love I bear thee:
I swear and vow that only thou
Shall ever be my Dearie!
Well, dearie, men have to do some awfully mean things to keep up their respectability. But you can't blame them for that, can you.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories