The Guitar

The Guitar

Clark, Cheryl

Source: La Guitare - Marie Laurencin

Her saft sweet singin
Fills the air wi joy.
She can play the guitar
An ither instruments as weel.

She's dressed in a bonnie lang frock,
She weirs a pearl necklace,
That meeves fin she rocks.

The flooers in her hair
Are skyrie an bricht,
The flooers are bricht
Some yalla, some fite.