| I wonder what’s keeping my true love tonight
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| I wonder what’s keeping her out of my sight
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| It is little she knows of the pain that I endure
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| Or she would not stay from me this night, I am sure
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| Oh love, are you coming your cause to advance?
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| Oh love, are you waiting for a far better chance?
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| Or have you got a sweetheart laid by you in store?
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| And you’re coming to tell me that you love me no more?
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| Oh love, I’m not coming my cause to advance
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| And love, I’m not waiting for a far better chance
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| But I have got a sweetheart laid by me in store
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| And I’m coming to tell you that I love you no more
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| For 'tis I can love lightly and 'tis I can love long
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| And 'tis I can love the old love 'til the new love comes along
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| I just said that I loved you for to set your mind at ease
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| But when I’m far from you, I’ll love whom I please
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| Well, I’ve gold in my pocket and I’ve love in my heart
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| But I can’t love a maiden who has got two sweethearts
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| Your love, it lies as lightly as the dew upon a thorn
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| Comes down in the evening, goes away in the morn
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| Green grass, it grows bonny, spring water runs clear
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| I am weary and lonesome for the love of my dear
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| You’re my first and false true love and 'tis lately I knew
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| That the fonder I loved you, the falser you grew |