Catherine de barrayou've murdered my thinking I gave you my heartyou left the thing stinking I'd break from your spell if it weren't for my drinking And the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning. I envy the roadthe ground you tread under I envy the windyour hair riding over I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers I envy to murderous envy your lover 'til the light shines on me I damn to hell every second you breath I envy Oh my catherine For your eyes smiling And your mouth singing With time I'd have won you With wile I'd have won you For your mouth singing
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