| I once loved a lass and I loved her so well
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| And I hated all others who spoke of her ill.
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| And now she’s rewarded me well for my love,
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| For she’s gone and she’s wed another.
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| And I saw my love up to the church go
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| With bride and bridesmaidens she made a fine show.
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| And I followed on with my heart full of woe
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| For she’s gone and she’s wed another.
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| Oh, when that I saw my love in the church stand,
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| With the ring on her finger and the glove in her hand,
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| I jumped in betwixt them and kissed the false bride,
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| Saying: «Adieu to false loves for ever.»
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| Oh, when that I saw my love out the church go,
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| With the bridesmen and bridesmaids they made a fine show,
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| Then I followed after with my heart full of woe,
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| For I was the man that ought to had her.
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| Oh, when that I saw my love sat down to meat,
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| I sat myself by her but nothing could eat.
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| I thought her sweet company better than wine,
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| Although she was wed to some other.
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| I saw my love as she sat doon to dine.
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| I sat doon beside her and poured the wine.
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| And I thought of the lassie that should have been mine,
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| Now she’s gone and she’s wed another.
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| All men in yon forest they asked of me,
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| «How many strawberries grow in the salt sea?»
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| And I answered them with a tear in my e’e,
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| «How many ships sail in the forest?»
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| Oh dig me a grave and dig it sae deep,
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| And cover it over with wee flowers sae sweet.
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| And I lay me doon for to tak' a long sleep
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| And maybe in time I’ll forget her.
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| Go dig me a grave both long, wide, and deep,
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| And strew it all over with flowers so sweet,
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| That I may lay down there and take my long sleep,
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| And that’s the best way to forget her.
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| So they dug him a grave and they dug it sae deep
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| And they covered it over with wee flowers sae sweet
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| And he lay him doon for to tak' a long sleep
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| And maybe in time he’ll forget her. |