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I am a widow's son.
Song
1. I am a widow's son, ; I walk as I please. ; I put on my ribboned hat, ; My dove mourns me. ; ; 2. The bird mourns me too, ; The branch also bends down for me. ; That too bends to the ground, ; It would speak to me if it could. ; ; 3. It would speak to me, but it cannot, ; My heart aches, and then it will burst. ; My heart aches inside and out, ; Sorrow grips it on both sides.