Mary Cassidy Testo

T❝is Mary the cause of all my mysery
The reason that I am not now the guy I used to be
She knows her beauty, the only trait of her family
So half the countryside will know she❝s lost for me
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy
When I come home I plainly see
Written on her face you just don❝t deserve me
It must be twenty summers since I❝m living with the fear
She would be knocked down by a cart, t❝would be the end of me
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy
I dance and sing the whole night long
To forget the voice to wich I do belong
Far is the time when all the girls said I was neat and clean
I do the best I can but in beer I find my dream
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy
I would rather live in poverty
With Mary Cassidy