| Lie down, lie down, love henry lee and stay with me this night
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| You will have my candle and coal, my fire’s burning bright
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| My fire’s burning bright!
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| I won’t lie down, i can’t lie down and stay all night with you!
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| There’s a lady ten times fairer than you in barnards hall for me
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| In barnards hall for me!
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| He’s leaning o’er her soft pillow to give her a kiss so sweet;
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| But her little, thin knife held keen and sharp
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| She’s wounded him full (for?)Deep
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| She’s wounded him full (for?)Deep!
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| Oh, i will lie down, i must lie down. |
| i welcome it said he!
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| There’s no lady in barnards hall that i love better than thee!
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| I love no better than thee!
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| Well live my lord. |
| Lord henry she said
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| For an hour, two or three
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| And all the cards about my waist i freely give to thee
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| I’d freely give to thee!
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| Well all them cards about your waist will do no good for me!
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| Love don’t you see my own cards flash (flesh?)Come twinkling at my knee
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| Come twinkling at my knee!
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| She took him by his long yellow hair
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| She dragged him by his feet!
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| She threw him down a cold
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| Dark well some fifty fathoms deep
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| For fifty fathoms deep!
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| Lie down, lie down you pretty little bird
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| Lie down along my knee
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| No girl who would murder her own true love
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| Would kill a little bird like me
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| Would kill a little bird like me!
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| Oh, i wished i had my bending bow, my arrow in my string!
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| I’d shoot my dart right through your heart so you no longer sing
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| So you no longer sing!
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| I wished you had your bending bow
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| Your arrow in your string!
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| I’d fly on back to barnards hall
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| You’d always hear me sing
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| You’d always hear me sing!
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| I’d fly on back to barnards hall
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| You’d always hear me sing
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| You’d always hear me sing! |