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In London town |
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Where I did dwell |
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Lived a butcher's boy |
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I loved so well |
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He stole from me |
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My heart away |
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But with me now |
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He will not stay |
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There is a house |
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In London town |
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Where my true love |
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He sets him down |
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And he takes a strange |
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Strange girl on his knee |
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And he tells to her |
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What he won't tell me |
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It's grief to me |
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And I'll tell you why |
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'Cause she has |
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More gold that I |
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But gold will melt |
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And silver fly |
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But true heart at love |
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Will never die |
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Must I go bound |
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As he goes free? |
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Must I love and |
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Who won't love me? |
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Both take my grave |
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Both long and deep |
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Lay some marble stone |
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At my head and feet |
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And over my grave |
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Lays a snow white dove |
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To show the world |
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I've died for love |
