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Some tyrant has stolen my true love away |
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And here in old England I can no longer stay |
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I'll cross the wide ocean, ne'er on my bed rest |
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In search of my true love that I love the best. |
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When that I've found out my joy and my delight |
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I will welcome her kindly by day and by night. |
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Here's a health to all others that are loyal and just |
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And here's confusion to the rivals that lives in distrust. |
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There's Venus and Volum they are both joined as one, |
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So keep yourselves single as you and I have done, |
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So keep yourselves single and constant I'll retire |
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Unto her like some Venus that flourishes like fire. |
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The bugle shall speak and the serpent shall sing |
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There'll be instruments of music for to make the valleys ring. |
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Oh the huntsman he'll holler and the hounds make their noise |
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For to fill my love's heart with ten thousand bright joys. |
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Repeat first verse |
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I know not where I'll find the one I love the best |