John Riley
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A fair young maid all in her garden,
A strange young man comes passing by Saying fair maid, will you marry me And this answer was her reply No kind sir, I cannot marry thee For I've a love who sails all on the sea He's been gone for seven years But still no man will I marry Well what if he's in some battle slain Or drowned in the deep salt sea Or what if he's found another love And he and his love both married be? If he's in some battle slain I will die, when the moon doth wane And if he's drowned in the deep salt sea I'll be true to his memory And if he's found another love And he and his love both married be Then I wish them health and happiness Where they now dwell across the sea He picked her up all in his arms And kisses gave her one two and three Saying weep no more my own true love I am your long lost John Riley. |
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