Hildegard von Blingin' - Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I beg of thee, pray take not my lord
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I fear, from thee, ‘twould take naught but a word
Thy beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Thy smile is like a breath of Spring
Thy voice is soft like Summer rain
And I cannot compete with thee
Jolene
He talketh of thee in his sleep
And alas, I cannot keep
From weeping when I hear thy name
Jolеne
Although it is so plain to see
How little he doth mеan to thee
My love for him is boundless as the sea
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I beg of thee, oh please take not my lord
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I fear, from you, ‘twould take naught but a word
Thou couldst have thy choice of men
But I could never love again
He is the only one for me
Jolene
I would risk both life and limb
To spend my only days with him
My happiness is at thy whim
Jolene
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I beg of thee, pray take not my lord
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I fear, from thee, ‘twould take naught but a word