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My young 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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And she stepped away from me |
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and this she did say |
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it will not be long love |
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'till our wedding day |
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She stepped away from me |
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and she moved through the fair |
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and fondly I watched her |
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move here and move there |
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And when she went 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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Last night she came to me |
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and she came softly in |
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so softly she came that |
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her feet made no din |
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And she laid her hand on me |
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and this she did say |
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it will not be long love |
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'till our wedding day |
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It will not be long love |
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'till our wedding day |
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If I were an eagle |
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and had wings to fly |
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I would fly to my loves castle |
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and it's there I would lie |
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On that bed of green ivy |
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I would lay myself down |
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And it's with my two fond wings |
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I would my love surround |
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And it's with my two fond wings |
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I would my love surround |