Plea And Hope

May 1994
by Georges Rosemann

Lordee pordee doodee rue.
I've done hurt my sweet love blue,
Though I did not mean to do.
Lordee pordee doodee true.

Lordee pordee doodee ghoul.
Must have drunk from some dark pool,
To have sent those lines of drool.
Lordee pordee doodee fool.

Lordee pordee doodee whack.
Now I am a sad sad sack,
'Cause on me she turned her back.
Lordee pordee doodee lack.

Lordee pordee doodee bell.
How long must I in this hell
Back she lets me in her dell?
Lordee pordee doodee tell.

Lordee pordee doodee cry.
Her forgiveness I do 'ply.
All my tears are running dry.
Lordee pordee doodee rye.

Lordee pordee doodee kneel.
May she pardon this fool heel
Let him share her country reel.
Lordee pordee doodee feel.

(Please?)
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