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Pretty, fair damsel in the garden |
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Brave, young soldier riding by |
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He rode up to her to view her |
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My pretty, fair miss, won't you fancy me? |
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You're not a man of a noble honor |
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You're not the man I had taken you to be |
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Or you wouldn't impose on a single lady |
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Who your bride can never be |
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I have a true love in the army |
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And he's been there for seven long years |
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And if he stays there seven years longer |
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No other man can marry me |
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Perhaps he's on some water course drowned |
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Perhaps he's on some battlefield slain |
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Perhaps he's to some fair girl married |
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My pretty, fair miss, you'll never see him again |
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Well, if he's drowned, I hope he's happy |
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Or if he's on some battlefield slain |
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Or if he's to some fair girl married |
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I love the girl that married him |
