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“Til my heart ceases to beat, Til my boots cease to wander, Til my breath comes no more, I will search for her. Tis not gold nor silver, Tis not jewels nor coins, Tis not rum nor whiskey, She’s more precious than those. Through the oceans, Through the stars, Through the battles and wars, She’s worth facing those foes. Give me the strength, Grant me the will, And I will love her, I will love her still.” — Lisa Kessler
Til my heart ceases to beat,
Til my boots cease to wander,
Til my breath comes no more,
I will search for her.
Tis not gold nor silver,
Tis not jewels nor coins,
Tis not rum nor whiskey,
She’s more precious than those.
Through the oceans,
Through the stars,
Through the battles and wars,
She’s worth facing those foes.
Give me the strength,
Grant me the will,
And I will love her,
I will love her still.