Ian hunter

3,000 miles from here

Ian hunter
Fare thee well, gentle maid,
I'll see you on your way
And the sun will rise tomorrow
And wash my sins away.
For I know that I've abused you
But I only had a day.
And I know that's why you left me
In your own sad little way -
I am gone - disappeared
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.

Some would say you were a loser
'cause you play a loser's game,
But then if I am a winner,
Why then am I so ashamed?
If you hear a young dove crying,
You'll know it's me to blame.
For I never got her number
I never knew her name.
Now she's gone - disappeared.
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.

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