she's like the swallow that flies so high
oh -- she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no more
oh --
'twas out in the garden this fair maid did go
a-pickin' the beautiful, primitive rose
all the more she plucked, the more she pulled
until she got her apron full
it's out ... it's out of the roses
she made a bed
a stormy pillow for her head
she lay her down, nowhere she spoke
until this fair maid's heart was broke
she's like the swallow that flies so high
and she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no, no more
no, no more
she's like the swallow
she's like the river
Jane Siberry - Shes Like The Swallow Lyrics
Jane Siberry - Shes Like The Swallow Lyrics
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she's like the swallow that flies so high
oh -- she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no more
oh --
'twas out in the garden this fair maid did go
a-pickin' the beautiful, primitive rose
all the more she plucked, the more she pulled
until she got her apron full
it's out ... it's out of the roses
she made a bed
a stormy pillow for her head
she lay her down, nowhere she spoke
until this fair maid's heart was broke
she's like the swallow that flies so high
and she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no, no more
no, no more
she's like the swallow
she's like the river
oh -- she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no more
oh --
'twas out in the garden this fair maid did go
a-pickin' the beautiful, primitive rose
all the more she plucked, the more she pulled
until she got her apron full
it's out ... it's out of the roses
she made a bed
a stormy pillow for her head
she lay her down, nowhere she spoke
until this fair maid's heart was broke
she's like the swallow that flies so high
and she's like the river that never runs dry
she's like the sunshine on the lee shore
I love my love and love is no, no more
no, no more
she's like the swallow
she's like the river