My Lord Lyrics
| Song | My Lord |
| Artist | Virginia Labuat |
| Album | Night & Day |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it’s my day | |
| as I’ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Before your priest | |
| I find myself | |
| sweet song, moving my soul in | |
| it’s embrace | |
| so long, old single days fare you well | |
| as I’ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight | |
| I need a coin | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice | |
| I think he’s here to lead the way | |
| I feel so light | |
| let’s start my dance my darling, | |
| swing with style | |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and | |
| she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it’s my day | |
| as I’ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Glad that my make-up doesn’t fade | |
| he comes riding the ferry ‘cross | |
| the lake | |
| Care on, I will be walking to my fate | |
| as I’ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight. | |
| I need a coin. | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice. | |
| I think he’s here to lead the way | |
| I see the light | |
| let’s start my dance macabre, | |
| swing your scythe. |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it' s my day | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Before your priest | |
| I find myself | |
| sweet song, moving my soul in | |
| it' s embrace | |
| so long, old single days fare you well | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight | |
| I need a coin | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice | |
| I think he' s here to lead the way | |
| I feel so light | |
| let' s start my dance my darling, | |
| swing with style | |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and | |
| she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it' s my day | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Glad that my makeup doesn' t fade | |
| he comes riding the ferry ' cross | |
| the lake | |
| Care on, I will be walking to my fate | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight. | |
| I need a coin. | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice. | |
| I think he' s here to lead the way | |
| I see the light | |
| let' s start my dance macabre, | |
| swing your scythe. |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it' s my day | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Before your priest | |
| I find myself | |
| sweet song, moving my soul in | |
| it' s embrace | |
| so long, old single days fare you well | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight | |
| I need a coin | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice | |
| I think he' s here to lead the way | |
| I feel so light | |
| let' s start my dance my darling, | |
| swing with style | |
| My lord! Even old aunty here today | |
| black dress, darkest of shades and | |
| she looks great | |
| sweet scent, lilies and iris, it' s my day | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| My Lord! Glad that my makeup doesn' t fade | |
| he comes riding the ferry ' cross | |
| the lake | |
| Care on, I will be walking to my fate | |
| as I' ve got a date who will not be late | |
| I think he must have lost some weight. | |
| I need a coin. | |
| how sweet the sound of his | |
| deep voice. | |
| I think he' s here to lead the way | |
| I see the light | |
| let' s start my dance macabre, | |
| swing your scythe. |
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