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Early one morning one morning in spring. |
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To hear the birds whistle. |
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The nightingale sing. |
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I met a fair maiden who sweety did sing. |
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I'm going to be married next Monday morning. |
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How old are you my fair young maid. |
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Here in this valley,this valley so green. |
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How old are you my fair young maid. |
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I'm going to be sixteen next Monday morning. |
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Well sixteen years old. 16 |
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That's too young for to marry. |
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So make my advice five years longer to tarry. |
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For marriage brings troubles and sorrows begin. |
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Begin so put off your wedding for Monday morning. |
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You talk like a mad man, a man with no skill. |
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Two years I've been waiting against my own will. |
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And now I'm determined to have my own way. |
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And I'm going to be married next Monday morning. |
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Next Monday morning the bells they'll ring. |
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My true love'll buy me a gay golden ring. |
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Also he'll buy me a new pretty gown. |
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To wear at my wedding next Monday morning. |
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Next Monday night when I go to my bed. |
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And I turn around to the man that I've wed. |
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Around his middle my two arms I'll fling. |
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And I wish to my soul it was Monday morning. |
