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east virginia |
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joan baez |
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joan baez |
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I was born in east Virginia |
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North Carolina I did roam |
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There I met a pretty fair maiden |
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Her name and age I do not know |
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Her hair it was of a brightsome color |
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And her lips of a ruby red |
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On her breast she wore white lilies |
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There I longed to lay my head |
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I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay |
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I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway |
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I woke from my dream and all idols was clay |
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And all portions of love then had all flown away |
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Well in my heart you are my darling |
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And at my door you're welcome in |
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At my gate I'll meet you my darling |
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If your love I could only win |
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I'd rather be in some dark holler |
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Where the sun refused to shine |
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Than to see you another man's darling |
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And to know that you'll never be mine hour |
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Well in the night I'm dreaming about you |
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In the day I find no rest |
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Just the thought of you my darling |
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Sends aching pains all through my breast |
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Well when I'm dead and in my coffin |
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With my feet turned toward the sun |
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Come and sit beside me darling |
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Come and think on the way you done |