There are those who live a life of pleasure
'Til pleasure takes control
And they spend their life in search of pleasure
Never knowing the treasure they hold
There are those who live in hard labor
'Til the labor breaks body and soul
But they will learn to love the labor
And know what they own
With love, with love
With love, with love
My mademoiselle, I must say farewell
You'd see it, señor, she don't wanna know me no more
I'd like to make that frauline mine
But I must depart, my sweetheart, 'cause I got no more time
With love, with love
With love, with love
She's broke my heart
And left me sad
She's broke my heart
And left me sad
She's broke my heart and made me sad
With love (with love, she said she won't be mad)
With love (with love)
With love (with love, she said she won't be mad)
With love (still have no woman)
I'll be back in Birmingham, soon as I come from Amsterdam
With boys I'm in Boston now
And I'll be back as soon as I can
And I wish, when I was in Manchester
People are so friendly
And you know, oh, I have a lot of care
With love
With love (with love, she says goodbye)
With love (with love)
With love (with love, she says goodbye)
With love, with love
With love (all the people, they tear)
With love (with love)
With love (with love she broke your soul, she told me that)
With love
With love (with love you broke my heart, with love you tore my soul)
With love
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