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I wish I wish my baby was born Sitting on her papa's knee And if our girl was dead and gone With the green green grass growing over my feet I wish I wish my baby was born Sitting on her papa's knee And if our girl was dead and gone With the green green grass growing over my feet I ain't a hound and never will be Til the sweet apple grows on a sour apple tree But I still hope the day will come Cause you and I shall meet as one Aus Songtexte Mania