Lucy Gray (part 2)
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The storm came on before its time
She wandered up and down
And many a hill did Lucy climb
But never reached the town
Her wretched parents all that night
Went shouting far and wide
But there was neither sound nor sight
To serve them as a guide
At daybreak on a hill they stood
That overlooked the scene
And thence they saw the bridge of wood
That spanned a deep ravine
They wept and, turning homeward, cried
"In Heaven we all shall meet!"
When in the snow the mother spied
The print of Lucy's feet
Then downwards from the steep hill's edge
They tracked the footmarks small
And through the broken hawthorn hedge
And by the long stonewall
And then an open field they crossed
The marks were still the same
They tracked them on, not ever lost
And to the bridge they came
They followed from the snowy bank
Those footmarks, one by one
Into the middle of the plank
And further there were none
Yet some maintain that to this day
She is a living child
That you may see sweet Lucy Gray
Upon the lonesome wild
O'er rough and smooth she trips along
And never looks behind
And sings a solitary song
That whistles in the wind
She wandered up and down
And many a hill did Lucy climb
But never reached the town
Her wretched parents all that night
Went shouting far and wide
But there was neither sound nor sight
To serve them as a guide
At daybreak on a hill they stood
That overlooked the scene
And thence they saw the bridge of wood
That spanned a deep ravine
They wept and, turning homeward, cried
"In Heaven we all shall meet!"
When in the snow the mother spied
The print of Lucy's feet
Then downwards from the steep hill's edge
They tracked the footmarks small
And through the broken hawthorn hedge
And by the long stonewall
And then an open field they crossed
The marks were still the same
They tracked them on, not ever lost
And to the bridge they came
They followed from the snowy bank
Those footmarks, one by one
Into the middle of the plank
And further there were none
Yet some maintain that to this day
She is a living child
That you may see sweet Lucy Gray
Upon the lonesome wild
O'er rough and smooth she trips along
And never looks behind
And sings a solitary song
That whistles in the wind
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.90] The storm came on before its time
[00:06.79] She wandered up and down
[00:12.04] And many a hill did Lucy climb
[00:17.30] But never reached the town
[00:22.37] Her wretched parents all that night
[00:27.70] Went shouting far and wide
[00:33.17] But there was neither sound nor sight
[00:38.19] To serve them as a guide
[00:44.85] At daybreak on a hill they stood
[00:50.01] That overlooked the scene
[00:55.41] And thence they saw the bridge of wood
[01:00.40] That spanned a deep ravine
[01:06.42] They wept and, turning homeward, cried
[01:11.92] "In Heaven we all shall meet!"
[01:17.20] When in the snow the mother spied
[01:22.73] The print of Lucy's feet
[01:27.75] Then downwards from the steep hill's edge
[01:33.20] They tracked the footmarks small
[01:38.53] And through the broken hawthorn hedge
[01:43.53] And by the long stonewall
[01:49.36] And then an open field they crossed
[01:54.33] The marks were still the same
[01:59.16] They tracked them on, not ever lost
[02:03.90] And to the bridge they came
[02:09.19] They followed from the snowy bank
[02:14.45] Those footmarks, one by one
[02:19.48] Into the middle of the plank
[02:24.39] And further there were none
[02:30.46] Yet some maintain that to this day
[02:35.74] She is a living child
[02:40.94] That you may see sweet Lucy Gray
[02:45.65] Upon the lonesome wild
[02:51.74] O'er rough and smooth she trips along
[02:56.98] And never looks behind
[03:02.75] And sings a solitary song
[03:08.81] That whistles in the wind
[03:12.74]
[00:06.79] She wandered up and down
[00:12.04] And many a hill did Lucy climb
[00:17.30] But never reached the town
[00:22.37] Her wretched parents all that night
[00:27.70] Went shouting far and wide
[00:33.17] But there was neither sound nor sight
[00:38.19] To serve them as a guide
[00:44.85] At daybreak on a hill they stood
[00:50.01] That overlooked the scene
[00:55.41] And thence they saw the bridge of wood
[01:00.40] That spanned a deep ravine
[01:06.42] They wept and, turning homeward, cried
[01:11.92] "In Heaven we all shall meet!"
[01:17.20] When in the snow the mother spied
[01:22.73] The print of Lucy's feet
[01:27.75] Then downwards from the steep hill's edge
[01:33.20] They tracked the footmarks small
[01:38.53] And through the broken hawthorn hedge
[01:43.53] And by the long stonewall
[01:49.36] And then an open field they crossed
[01:54.33] The marks were still the same
[01:59.16] They tracked them on, not ever lost
[02:03.90] And to the bridge they came
[02:09.19] They followed from the snowy bank
[02:14.45] Those footmarks, one by one
[02:19.48] Into the middle of the plank
[02:24.39] And further there were none
[02:30.46] Yet some maintain that to this day
[02:35.74] She is a living child
[02:40.94] That you may see sweet Lucy Gray
[02:45.65] Upon the lonesome wild
[02:51.74] O'er rough and smooth she trips along
[02:56.98] And never looks behind
[03:02.75] And sings a solitary song
[03:08.81] That whistles in the wind
[03:12.74]