PigPen Theatre Co. - Sister lyrics

Sister, Sister, quite a child I'm told Found outside with your bag of bones In that bag your family With a note to help and keep you please Believe our love will new sister grow We'll tell each other all Oh Oh Sister, Sister, you smell of fine perfume Rubbed off letters sent to you Italian wrote, Italian danced and sung Sister stole my Italian love Will our bond now, sister, hold Til jealous hands throw jealous stones Oh Oh Time goes by, I grow old You grow up Wrap black round my hands Around my tongue And curse the word, and curse the word, and curse the - Sister, Sister, soon We'll be mothers too And with each own's leaf We will, we will teach Now sister sister will you tell how we did grow apart Or rather sister will you tell the truth of our war That love is gold and you did steal my children will learn But they won't be sure of me til you're dead and gone