| Greensleeves was my delight
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| Greensleeves was all my joy
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| Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
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| And who but my lady greensleeves.
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| My men were clothed all in green,
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| And they did ever wait on thee;
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| All this was gallant to be seen,
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| And yet thou wouldst not love me.
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| Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
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| But still thou hadst it readily.
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| Thy music still to play and sing;
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| And yet thou wouldst not love me.
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| Greensleeves was my delight
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| Greensleeves was all my joy
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| Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
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| And who but my lady greensleeves.
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| Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
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| To cast me off discourteously.
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| And I have loved you well and long,
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| Delighting in thy company. |