Gold and silver is the autumn. Soft and gentle are her skies. Yes I know, are the answers. Written in my true love's eyes. Autumn's leaving, winter's coming. I think that I'll be moving on. I've
Polly, pretty polly, come go along with me. Polly, pretty polly, come go along with me. Before we get married some pleasure to see. . She got up behind him and away they did ride. She got up behi
Gold and silver is the autumn. Soft and gentle are her skies. Yes I know, are the answers. Written in my true love's eyes. Autumn's leaving, winter's coming. I think that I'll be moving on. I've