Young Hines Hold You And Scold You
And in the daylight
It's alright, my child!
Cause every day that I fall down I cry.
I've come to hold you
And scold you, my love!
I've come to hold you
And scold you my love!
I've come to hold you
And scold you my love!
My love, my, my love!
And in the daylight we're alright, my child
But every dead night, we fall down and cry!
I've come to hold you
And scold you my love!
I've come to hold you
And scold you my love!
My love, my, my love!
My love, my, my love!
