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VANITY (Cyril Tawney) Oh love is a damn fine splendid thing It grows on every tree Don't be so grand come take my hand And walk through the grove with me And walk through the grove with me cho: And its vanity, vanity all the world around And it's vanity will get you in the end, I'll be bound. I've met your kind of girl before And money's all you crave But you won't have silks and satins love When they take you to your grave When they take you to your grave You clutch your perm at every breeze You're scared it might unroll You're so took up with how you look Have you thought about your soul? Have you thought about your soul? lt never does to walk through life With your nose up in the air For sure enough you'll tread in stuff That you won't see lying there That you won't see lying there One day you'll know just what it's like When love brings on the pain And your heart feels like a ponder-ball Upon an idle crane Upon an idle crane. If I was a bolder kind of chap I'd take you on my knee I'd grab you round and shake the fruit Down off your loving-tree Down off your loving-tree. So fare you well, me lofty maid Forever fare you well I never knew a snail to rate When it stayed inside its shell When it stayed inside its shell. Copyright Folk Directions Ltd. @love @parting filename[ VANITTY TUNE FILE: VANITTY CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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