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In Tarrytown, there did dwell |
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A lovely girl I knew her well |
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I courted her on bended knee |
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Until she said that she would marry me. |
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Wide and deep my grave will be |
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With the wild goose grasses growing over me. |
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And her house stands in Tarrytown |
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And now my love she dances 'round |
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She sits upon another's knee |
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For he has gold and silver more than me... |
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Wide and deep my grave will be |
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With the wild goose grasses growing over me |
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Wide and deep my grave will be |
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With the wild goose grasses growing over me. |
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With the wild goose grasses growing over me. |