You've tricked me Dolie
you've cheated me like hell
my heart o little gooseberry
has shrivelled in its shell
The pastors say oh surely no
my mum says go away
my granny thinks oh heavens
our help has gone astray
But Dolie bokkie baby
you turned me down it's true
in vain I grow my little days
like chickens all for you
No matter that I offer you
a fig with day-break's tan
last night o my attatjie
you had another man
My tame owl and my mongrel
they howl through nights and days
but Dolie bokkie baby
we howl one word always
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