I Wish I Wish

I wish, I wish my baby was born
Sitting on her papa's knee
And if our girl was dead and gone
With the green, green grass growing over my feet

I wish, I wish my baby was born
Sitting on her papa's knee
And if our girl was dead and gone
With the green, green grass growing over my feet

I ain't a hound and never will be
'Til the sweet apple grows on a sour apple tree
But still I hope the day will come
That you and I shall meet as one



Credits
Writer(s): Pd Traditional, J Baird
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