I was there, oh my, but I turned pale
Song
1. I was, I was, but I turned pale,
My heart aches when I think of home,
My heart aches for my lover,
I can't look through the barred window.
2. I look at you, I look at you, but in vain I look at you,
You are not fit for a poor young man.
To a richer man, you know how to wink,
My baby, you want to leave me an orphan.
My heart aches when I think of home,
My heart aches for my lover,
I can't look through the barred window.
2. I look at you, I look at you, but in vain I look at you,
You are not fit for a poor young man.
To a richer man, you know how to wink,
My baby, you want to leave me an orphan.