Laura Lee
Matt Costa
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
Sits under the chestnut tree
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
Whispers every word she speaks
Dark braided hair, Laura Lee
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
An orphan in the hands of faith
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
Take this cloak and walk with me
Cover your feathers, Laura Lee
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
I loved her and I set her free
Laura Lee, Laura Lee
If you see her tell her hello for me
I think on her often, Laura Lee