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To the queen of hearts he's the ace of sorrow |
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He's here today but he's gone tomorrow |
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Young men are plenty but sweethearts few |
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If my love leave me what shall I do? |
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Had I the store in yonder mountain |
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Where gold and silver is had for counting |
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I would not count for the heart of thee |
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Mine eyes so full I could not see |
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My father left me both house and land |
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And servants many at my command |
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At my commandment they ne'er shall be |
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I'll forsake them all and go with thee |
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To the queen of hearts he's the ace of sorrow |
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He's here today and he's gone tomorrow |
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Young men are plenty but sweethearts few |
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If my love leave me what shall I do? |
