| She went for the mass in the January rain
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| Chaste and as lovely as sin
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| She walked down the path by the course of the stream
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| Turned right at the watermill inn
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| She trudged through the mud til she suddenly saw
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| Something shiny by the side of the lane
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| She bent down to pick up a very beautiful ring
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| And then she was nevermore seen again
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| What's in your crystal ball?
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| Say, can you see them all
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| What do you see tonight?
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| Do you see death or life?
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| He went after class on a bright day in May
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| To herd all his family's goats
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| He sat down in the grass and he was dreaming away
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| To a world of seamen and boats
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| He snoozed in the sun til he suddenly spied
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| A lambkin head cut in twain
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| He jumped up to run home and left the cattle alone
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| And then he was nevermore seen again
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| What's in your crystal ball?
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| Say, can you see them all
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| What do you see tonight?
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| Hey, hey sorceress say
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| Do you see death or life? |