| I went to see my love, thinking to woo her
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| I sat down by her side, not to undo her
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| But when I looked on her my tongue did quiver
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| I could not speak my mind while I was with her
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| Love, here’s a diamond ring, long time I’ve kept it
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| All for your sake alone if you’ll accept it
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| When you this token view, think on the giver
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| Madame remember me or I’m undone forever
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| Then forth went this brave youth and crossed the ocean
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| To free America was his intention
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| He landed at Quebec with all his party
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| The city to attack, both brave and hearty
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| Montcalm and this brave youth together walk-ed
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| On the plains of Abraham like brothers talk-ed
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| Till each one took his post and did retire
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| Twas then these numerous hosts commenced their fire
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| The drums did loudly beat, with colors flying
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| The purple gore did stream, and men lay dying
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| Then shot from off his horse, fell that brave hero
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| We’ll long lament his loss that day in sorrow
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| He rais-ed up his head where the guns did rattle
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| And to his aid he said,"How goes the battle?"
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| «Quebec is all our own, they can’t prevent it»
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| He said without a groan, «I die contented»
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| I went to see my love, thinking to woo her
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| I sat down by her side, not to undo her
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| But when I looked on her my tongue did quiver
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| I could not speak my mind while I was with her |