More Info Sad love sad sad love sad love sad sad love
Sad love sad sad love sad love sad sad love
When I went strolling through the fair ??? sing around me there
I saw the gypsy she said come in
Then my story she did begin
She told her story the sad story of my sad sad love
Sad love sad sad love sad love sad sad love
I sat down at her table
To save my love she was not able
