And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it t — Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it t — Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it t — Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it t — Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it t — Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
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And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it the road to heaven

— Thomas the Rhymer (ballad)
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