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When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure |
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When I was a young girl I used to drink ale |
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Right out of the ale house and into the jail house |
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Right out of the bar room and down to my grave |
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Come mama come papa sit you beside me |
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Come mama come papa and pity my case |
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My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking |
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My body salve-aided and I'm bound to die |
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Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me |
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Go send for the doctor to heal up my |
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My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking |
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My body salve-aided and hell is my home |
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I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin |
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I want three young ladies to take me along |
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I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses |
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To put on my body as I pass along |
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One morning one morning in May |
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One morning one morning in May |
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I spy this young lady all clad in white linnen |
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All clad in white linnen cold as a clay |
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When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure |
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When I was a young girl I used to drink ale |
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Right out of the bar room |
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Right out of the ale house and into the jail house |
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Right out of the bar room down to my grave |
