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One evening fair to take the air |
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Down by Blackwaterside |
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'Twas a-gazing all around me |
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That the Irish lad I spied |
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All through the far part of the night |
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We did lie in sport and play |
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When this young man arose and gathered his clothes |
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Saying, "Fare thee well today" |
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That's not the promise that you gave to me |
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When you lay on my breast |
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You could make me believe with your lying words |
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That the sun rose in the west |
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Go home, go home to your father's garden |
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Go home and weep your fill |
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And think on your own misfortune |
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You brought on with your want and will |
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For there's not a girl in this whole wide world |
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As easily led as I |
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And when fishes can fly and the seas run dry |
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It is then that you'll marry I |
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It is then that you'll marry I |