Of shape strange and bizarre—
The shape of a heart,
The shape of a guitar!
II
If a man should be slain,
And a cross mark his rest,
He shall also have grave,
Little brown girl, in your breast!
III
There are caverns in my breast
Of shape strange and bizarre—
The shape of a heart,
The shape of a guitar!
II
If a man should be slain,
And a cross mark his rest,
He shall also have grave,
Little brown girl, in your breast!
III
There are caverns in my breast