| Sovay Sovay all on a day
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| She dressed herself in man’s array
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| With a brace of pistols all by her side
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| To meet her true love, to meet her true love, she ride
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| As she was riding over the plain
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| She met her true love and bid him on his hand
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| she said stop
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| ``Stand and deliver, come sir,'' she said
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| ``And If an you do not, and if an you do not, I’ll shoot you dead''
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| He delivered up his golden store
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| And still she craved for one thing more
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| ``That diamond ring, that diamond ring that I see you wear
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| Oh hand it over, oh hand it over, and your life I’ll spare''
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| ``That diamond ring I wouldn’t part
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| For it’s a token from me sweetheart
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| You shoot and be damned you rogue" said he
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| «And you’ll be hanged and you’ll be hanged for murdering me''
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| Next morning in the garden green
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| Young Sophie and her love were seen
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| He spied his watch hanging by her clothes
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| Which made him blush lads, which made him blush lads like any rose
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| ``Why do you blush you silly thing
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| I thought to have that diamond ring
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| Twas I who robbed you all on the plain
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| So here’s your gold, so here’s your gold and your watch again''
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| ``I only did it for to know
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| If you were be a man or no
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| If you had given me that ring she said
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| I’d have pulled the trigger I’d pulled the trigger and shot you dead'' |