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[ti:Cold Blows the Wind] |
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[ar:Ween] |
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[al:All Request Live] |
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Cold blows the wind over my true love |
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Cold blows the drops of rain |
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I never had but one true love |
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And in Camville he was slain |
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I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may |
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I'll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve months and one day |
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But when twelve months were come and gone |
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This young man he arose |
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What makes you weep down by my grave |
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I can't take my repose |
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One kiss, one kiss from your lily white lips, |
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one kiss is all I crave |
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One kiss, one kiss from your lily white lips, |
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and return back to your grave |
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My lips they are as cold as my clay |
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My breath is heavy and strong |
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If thou was to kiss my lily white lips |
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Thy days would not be long |
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Oh don't you remember the garden grove where we used to walk |
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Pluck the finest flower of them all, twill wither to a stalk |
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Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep |
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And water from a stone, |
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white milk from a maiden's breast |
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that babe ere never known |
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Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep as quickly as you may |
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I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve months and one day |
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Cold blows the wind over my true love |
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Cold blows the drops of rain |
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I never had but one true love |
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And in Camville he was slain |
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I'll do as much for my true love as any young girl may |
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I'll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve months and one day |