| O, the first time we met
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| Was in the wild wood
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| And the pinks and wild roses
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| All around us they stood
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| And you pulled off your apron
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| Sheltered me from all wind
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| Lovely Johnny, o lovely Johnny
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| What has altered your mind?
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| And o, the color of amber is my love’s hair
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| And his two blue eyes, they enticèd me
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| And his ruby lips, they being soft and fine
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| For many’s the time they were pressed to mine
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| Oh I’ll go a-fishing in yonder’s brook
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| And I’ll catch my love with a line and a hook
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| And if he loves me as I love him
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| No man on earth can part us two
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| Lovely Johnny, lovely Johnny
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| Do you remember the time
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| When you promised you’d marry me
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| Above all womankind?
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| You pulled off your apron
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| Sheltered me from all wind
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| Lovely Johnny, lovely Johnny
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| What has altered your mind?
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| O, I wish, I wish, but it’s all in vain
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| And I wish to God I’s a maiden again
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| But a maiden again I will never more be
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| 'Til apples grow on an orange tree
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| For as apples is ripe, but they soon get rotten
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| A young man’s heart it soon grows cold
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| What care I for the world of pleasure?
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| All I wants is an honest young man
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| Lovely Johnny, lovely Johnny
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| What has altered your mind?
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| When you promised you’d marry me
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| Above all womankind
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| And you pulled off your apron
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| Sheltered me from all wind
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| Lovely Johnny, lovely Johnny
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| What has altered your mind? |