| Now as I was a-walking down by the sea shore
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| Where the wind it did whistle and the waves they did roar
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| There I heard a fair maid make a terrible sound
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| Like the wind and the waves that did echo around
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| Ch: Crying «Ohh. |
| my love is gone
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| He’s the youth I adore
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| And he’s drowned
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| And I never shall see him no more»
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| She’d a voice like a nightingale, skin like a dove
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| And the song that she sang it was all about love
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| When I asked her to marry me, marry me please
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| But the answer she gave: «My love’s drowned in the seas»
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| I said I had gold and I’d silver beside
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| On a coach and six horses with me she could ride
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| She said: «I'll not marry nor yet prove a wife
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| I’ll be constant and true all the days I have life»
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| Then she flung her arms wide and she took a great leap
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| From the cliffs that were high to the billows so deep
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| Saying: «The rocks of the ocean shall be my death bed
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| And the shrimps of the sea shall swim over my head»
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| And now every night at six bells they appear
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| When the moon is shining and the stars they are clear
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| These two constant lovers with each other’s charms
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| Rolling over and over in each other’s arms |