Turbid water washes the stream
Song
1. Turbid water washes the stream, ; I have never blushed myself. ; I blushed now too, ; Because my baby wants to love someone else. ; ; 2. My boots are new, they were bought for six kroner, ; Put them on, gypsy, until morning, let them wear out. ; |: Even so, my dove coos, ; She sews them for me, if I say so. :|