If you walk by the churchyard-ai solidom solidom
upon my funeral day-ai ai ai ai ai
tell the earth not to eat-ai solidom solidom
the tresses in my hair-ai ai ai ai ai
Chorus
Oh little doll, oh little doll
oh little doll
if I would catch you here alone, oh little doll
I?d give that little face a kiss,
oh little doll, oh little doll.
The olive tree complains,
complains with some good reason,
that some folk pick her olives,
and cast her leaves to the ground.
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
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