| Oh don’t sing lovesongs, you’ll wake my mother.
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| She’s sleeping here, right by my side.
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| And in her right hand, a silver dagger.
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| She says that I can’t be your bride.
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| All men are false, says my mother.
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| They tell you wicked, loving lies,
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| And in the next breath, they’ll court another.
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| Oh they’ll leave you where the sun does rise.
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| My daddy is a handsome devil.
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| He wears a chain oh five miles long.
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| From every link a heart does dangle,
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| Of another maid he’s loved and wronged.
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| So then go home to your own garden.
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| Ah then go home, rerurn no more.
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| No other man may come a’courting.
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| No other man may cross my door.
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| Oh don’t sing lovesongs, coz you’ll wake my mother
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| She’s sleeping here, right by my side,
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| And in her right hand, a silver dagger.
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| She says that I can’t be your bride. |