| She looked out of the window as white as any milk
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| And he looked in at the window as black as any silk
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| Chorus
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| Hello, hello, hello, hello you coal black smith
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| You have done me no harm
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| You never shall have my maidenhead
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| That I have kept so long
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| I’d rather die a maid
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| Ah, but then she said and be buried all in my grave
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| Than to have such a nasty, husky, dusky, fusky, musky
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| Coal black smith
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| A maiden I will die
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| Chorus
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| She became a duck, a duck all on the stream
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| And he became a water dog and fetched her back again
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| Chorus
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| She became a star, a star all in the night
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| And he became a thundercloud and muffled her out of sight
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| Chorus
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| She became a rose, a rose all in the wood
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| And he became a bumble bee and kissed her where she stood
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| Chorus
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| She became a nun, a nun all dressed in white
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| And he became a canting priest and prayed for her by night
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| Chorus
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| She became a trout, a trout all in the brook
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| And he became a feathered fly and catched her with his hook
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| Chorus
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| She became a corpse, a corpse all in the ground
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| And he became a the cold clay and smothered her all around
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| Chorus |