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      Suffer Little Children

      The Smiths

      Album: Troy Tate Sessions

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      The Smiths - Suffer Little Children Música y Letra

      Over the moor, take me to the moor 
      Dig a shallow grave 
      And I'll lay me down 
      
      Over the moor, take me to the moor 
      Dig a shallow grave 
      And I'll lay me down 
      
      
      Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads 
      Oh John, you'll never be a man 
      And you'll never see your home again 
      Oh Manchester, so much to answer for 
      
      
      Edward, see those alluring lights ? 
      Tonight will be your very last night 
      
      
      A woman said : "I know my son is dead 
      I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head"
      
      
      Hindley wakes and Hindley says : 
      Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says : 
      "Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone"
      
      
      But fresh lilaced moorland fields 
      Cannot hide the stolid stench of death 
      Fresh lilaced moorland fields 
      Cannot hide the stolid stench of death 
      
      
      Hindley wakes and says : 
      Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says : 
      "Oh, whatever he has done, I have done"
      
      
      But this is no easy ride 
      For a child cries : 
      
      
      "Oh, find me ... find me, nothing more 
      We are on a sullen misty moor 
      We may be dead and we may be gone 
      But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side 
      Until the day you die 
      This is no easy ride 
      We will haunt you when you laugh 
      Yes, you could say we're a team 
      You might sleep 
      You might sleep 
      You might sleep 
      BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM ! 
      Oh, you might sleep 
      BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM ! 
      You might sleep 
      BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM !" 
      
      Oh Manchester, so much to answer for 
      Oh Manchester, so much to answer for 
      
      Oh, find me, find me ! 
      Find me ! 
      I'll haunt you when you laugh 
      Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh 
      You might sleep 
      BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM ! 
      Oh ... 
      Over the moors, I'm on the moor 
      Oh, over the moor 
      Oh, the child is on the moor

      The Smiths - Suffer Little Children Música y Letra

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