Grief
My heart is just as heavy
As the horse on yonder hill;
When trying to be happy,
I can't, try as I will.
The little shoe it pinches,
On a spot you would not guess;
My heart with bitter grieving
Is breaking 'neath the stress.
As the horse on yonder hill;
When trying to be happy,
I can't, try as I will.
The little shoe it pinches,
On a spot you would not guess;
My heart with bitter grieving
Is breaking 'neath the stress.
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