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Pretty child, come here to me And listen to my story Won’t you sit down on my knee Your eyes are like your mother’s And you mother’s mother’s Deeper than the deep blue sea All them girls I used to love By the fire, all alone, I sit dreaming of All them girls I used to hold I made their love turn cold These old bones are aching These old hands are shaking Lord, I can’t see the page Sing me the song I taught you Fetch my wine and water Never thought I’d reach this stage All them girls I used to know Like a fool acting smart I let them go All them girls, long time gone I lost them one by one All them girls with their creamy skin What I’d give just to have one in my arms again Oh, my girl, when you start to play Don’t give your heart away All them girls I used to kiss I don’t know how my days all came down to this All them girls I used to hold I made their love turn cold From Letras Mania