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Alas, my love, you do me wrong, |
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To cast me off discourteously. |
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For I have loved you well and long, |
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Delighting in your company. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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Your vows you've broken, like my heart, |
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Oh, why did you so enrapture me? |
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Now I remain in a world apart |
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But my heart remains in captivity. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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I have been ready at your hand, |
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To grant whatever you would crave, |
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I have both wagered life and land, |
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Your love and good-will for to have. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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If you intend thus to disdain, |
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It does the more enrapture me, |
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And even so, I still remain |
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A lover in captivity. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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My men were clothed all in green, |
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And they did ever wait on thee; |
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All this was gallant to be seen, |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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Thou couldst desire no earthly thing, |
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but still thou hadst it readily. |
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Thy music still to play and sing; |
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And yet thou wouldst not love me. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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Well, I will pray to God on high, |
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that thou my constancy mayst see, |
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And that yet once before I die, |
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Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
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Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu, |
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To God I pray to prosper thee, |
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For I am still thy lover true, |
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Come once again and love me. |
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Greensleeves was all my joy |
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Greensleeves was my delight, |
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Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
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And who but my lady greensleeves. |
