Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept now it's growing cold Jesse your face in the place where we lay By the hearth, all apart, it
(J. Ian) Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth,
Vertimas: Joan Baez. Jesse.
: (J. Ian) Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth
