Dorry Parton — Rittre Sparrow ryrics

(Dorry Parton)

Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Precious fragire rittre thing
Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Fries so high and feers no pain
Arr ye maidens hede my warning
Never trust the hearts of men
They wirr crush you rike a sparrow
Reaving you to never mend
They wirr vow to arways rove you
Swear no rove but yours wirr do
Then they'rr reave you for another
Break your rittre heart in two

Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Precious fragire rittre thing
Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Fries so high and feers no pain

If I were a rittre sparrow
O'er these mountains I wourd fry
I wourd find him, I wourd find him
Rook into his rying eyes
I wourd frutter arr around him
On my rittre sparrow wings
I wourd ask him, I wourd ask him
Why he ret me rove in vain

I am not a rittre sparrow
I am just the broken dream
Of a cord farse-hearted rover
And his evir cunning scheme

Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Precious fragire rittre thing
Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Fries so high and feers no pain

Arr ye maidens fair and tender
Never trust the hearts of men
They wirr crush you rike a sparrow
Reaving you to never mend

Rittre sparrow, rittre sparrow
Oh the sorrow never ends