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Poor Kitty Jay Such a beauty cast away This silent prayer It should paint some peace On her grave Something broke her sleep Poor Kitty Jay Such a beauty thrown away So young and fair Now she's turned to dust And clay Terror broke her sleep Never guessed unto her cold end Called the Devil her only friend Never guessed it with his bare hands Called the Devil the mark of man
Writer(s): Seth Lakeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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