LYRIC
Gatherin' flowers, both fresh and gay
Gatherin' flowers, both red and blue
Her??? Thought of what, what love could do [Chorus] Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart [Verse 2] I put my hand in, into the bush
Finding the sweetest, sweetest rose
I pricked my finger deep to the line
And left the sweetest rose, sweetest rose behind [Chorus] Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart [Verse 3] Saw a ship sailin' on the big blue sea
She sailed as deep as, deep as she could be
But not so deep in, in love as I am
I cannot weather I, I sink or swim [Chorus] Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart [Outro] Thousands and thousands, all on this Earth
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