| As I went out walkin' upon a fine day
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| I got awful lonesome as the day passed away
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| I sat there a-musing, alone on the grass
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| When who should sit by me but a pretty young lass
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| She sat down beside me and took hold of my hand
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| Said, «You sure be a stranger, and in a strange land.»
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| She asked me to marry and gave me her hand
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| Said, «My pappy’s a chieftain all over this land.»
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| «My pappy’s a chieftain, and ruler be he
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| I’m his only daughter and my name is Mohee»
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| I answered and told her that it never could be
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| For I had my own sweetheart in my own country
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| I had my aen sweetheart, and I knew she loved me
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| Her heart was as true as any Mohee
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| So I said, «I must leave you and it’s goodbye my dear
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| There’s wind in my canvas and it’s home I must steer.»
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| At home with relations I tried for to see
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| But there wasn’t a one like my little Mohee
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| And the one I had trusted proved untrue to me
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| So I sailed o’er the ocean to my little Mohee |