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stephanie j. block - the love of my life lyrics

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at sixteen years i was blue and sad
then father said i should find a lad
so i set out to become a wife
and found the real love of my life

his name it was chris and the last was macgill
i met him one night pickin’ flowers on the hill
he had lots of charm and a certain kind of touch
and a certain kind of eagerness that pleased me very much
ooh, so there ‘neath the moon, where romance often springs
i gave him my heart—and a few other things
i don’t know how long that i stayed up on the hill
but thе moon had disappeared and so had christopher macgill

so i wеnt home and i thought i’d die
till father said, “make another try”
so out i went to become a wife
and found the real love of my life

he came from the lowlands, the lowlands said he
i saw him and knew he was perfect for me
just one thing that puzzled me and it always will
was he told me he had heard about me from his friend macgill
we quick fell in love and went down by the creek
the next day he said he’d be back in a week
and i thought he would, for now how was i to know
that of all the lowland laddies there was never one as low?
i told my father the awful truth
he said, “what difference? ye got your youth”
so out i went, mad to be a wife
and found the real love of my life

oh, he was a poet, a rhymer was he
he read me some verse he had written for me
he said they would move me, these poems from his pen
and how right he was, because they moved me right into the glen
we stayed till the dawn came and lighted the sky
then i shook his hand and i bid him goodbye
i never went back, for what i had heard was true
that a poet only writes about the things he cannot do

my pa said, “look out for men who think
you’ll be more certain with men who drink”
so out i went to become a wife
and found the real love of my life

oh, he was a soldier, a fine highland son
he told me about all the battles he’d won
he wasted his time tellin’ me about his might
for one look at him decided me to not put up a fight
we skirmished for hours that night in the glen
and i found the sword has more might than the pen
but when i was drowsin’ i snored to my dismay
and he thought it was a bugle and got up and marched away
now pa said, “daughter, there must be one
someone who’s true or too old to run”
so i’m still lookin’ to be a wife
and find the real love of my life

- stephanie j block lyrics

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