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My own love said to me |
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'my mother won't mind. |
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And my father won't slight you |
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For your lack of kind'. |
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He went away from me |
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And this he did say |
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'it will not be long love, |
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'till our wedding day' |
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He went away from me |
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And he moved through the fair |
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And slowly i watched him |
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Move here and move there |
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He went his way homeward |
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With one star awake |
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As the swan in the evening |
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Moves over the lake |
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I dreamed last night |
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That my young love came in |
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He came in so sweetly |
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His feet made no din |
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He stepped upside me |
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And this he did say |
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'it will not be long love |
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Till our wedding day' |
