Nina Simone - Lass Of The Low Country Lyrics




Oh she was a lass from the low country
And he was a lord of high degree
But she loved him oh so tenderly
Oh sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god

One day when the snow was on the mead
She passed him by on a milk white steed

And she spoke to him low nobody paid no need
Oh sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley where the wild flowers nod
No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god

Now if you be a lass from the low country
Don't love no man of high degree
For he don't got a heart or no sympathy
Oh sorrow sing sorrow
Now she sleeps in the valley where wild flowers nod
No-one knows how she loved him but herself and god





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Nina Simone Lass Of The Low Country Comments
  1. Stephen Boles

    Always one of my fave's by Nina! The trilling in her evocative voice, w/only minimal accompaniment are superb!

  2. Rob Potter

    No finer Nina than this!  Thank You!

  3. Rob Potter

    Nina Simone and Al Schackman!  Such a beautiful song...

  4. Love for the whole creation

    soo nice and sad mood, I love this, and Nina Simone sang the song so beautiful