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Where have you been, where have you been |
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my son, my merry son? |
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On the seashore, on the seashore |
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mother, my darling one. |
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And what have you been doing there |
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my son, my merry son? |
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I have been watering my horse |
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mother, my darling one. |
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Why is there blood upon your feet |
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my son, my merry son? |
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My horse stamped with its iron shoe |
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mother, my darling one. |
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Why there is blood upon your sword |
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my son, my merry son? |
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I have stabbed my brother to death |
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mother, my darling one. |
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What now of you, where will you go |
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my son, my wretched son? |
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To other lands to foreign lands |
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my dame, my darling one. |
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When will you be returning home |
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my son, my wretched son? |
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When all the world to judgement comes |
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my dame, my darling one |
