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Cold blows the wind to my true love, |
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And gently drops the rain. |
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I've never had but one true love, |
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And in green-wood he lies slain. |
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I'll do as much for my true love, |
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As any young girl may, |
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I'll sit and mourn all on his grave, |
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For twelve months and a day. |
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And when twelve months and a day was passed, |
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The ghost did rise and speak, |
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"Why sittest thou all on my grave“ |
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And will no let me sleep?" |
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"Go fetch me water from the desert,“ |
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And blood from out the stone, |
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Go fetch me milk from a young maid's breast |
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That young man never has known." |
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"When will we meet again, sweetheart,“ |
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When will we meet again?" |
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"When the autumn leaves that fall from the trees“ |
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Are green and spring up again." |
