Connie Dover Somebody
My heart is sore, I dare not tell, my heart is sore for
Somebody
I would walk a winter's night all for a sight of Somebody
If Somebody were come again then one day he must cross
the main
And everyone will get his own and I will see my Somebody
Chorus
Ochon, for Somebody, Och hey, for Somebody,
I would do, would I do not, All for the sake of Somebody
Why need I comb my tresses bright, oh, why should coal or
candlelight
Shine in my bower day or night since gone is my dear
Somebody
Oh, I have wept many a day for one that's banished far
away
I cannot sing and must not say how sore I grieve for
Somebody
