The Gift?

The King gave me his daughter,
And said, “keep her for your own”

The King gave me his scepter,
And said, “Sit upon my throne”

The King gave me his kingdom,
And said, “to all let it be known”

The King gave me his problems,
And he left me all alone

Circa 1985 – by CD

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