Here on these cliffs of Dover So high you can't see over And while your head is spinning Hold tight it's just beginning
You come from parents' wanton A childhood rough and rotten I come from wealth and beauty Untouched by work or duty
And oh, my love, my love. And oh, my love, my love. We both go down together.
I found you, a tattooed tramp A dirty daughter from the labor camps I laid you down in the grass of a clearing You wept, but your soul was willing
And oh, my love. my love. And oh, my love. my love. We both go down together.
And my parents will never consent to this love But I hold your hand
Meet me on my vast veranda My sweet untouched Miranda And while the seagulls are crying We fall but our souls are flying
And oh, my love. my love. And oh, my love. my love. And oh, my love. my love. And oh, my love. my love. We both go down together.
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