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(Arthur Smith) |
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Adieu false heart now we must part |
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May the joys of the world go with you |
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I love you long with a faithful heart |
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But never anymore can I believe you |
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I seen the time I'd a married you |
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And been your constant lover |
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But now I'd gladly give you up |
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For one whose heart is truer |
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You think you are too good for me |
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You think I am forsaken |
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But if you think I care for you |
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You are very much mistaken |
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My mind is like the constant sun |
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From the east to the west it ranges |
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But yours is like unto the moon |
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It's every month it changes |
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When I lay down to take my rest |
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No scornful one to wake me |
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I'll go straightway unto my grave |
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Just as fast as time can take me |
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Adieu false heart now we must part |
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May the joys of the world go with you |
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I love you long with a faithful heart |
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But never anymore can I believe you |
