| «Come in, come in my father dear
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| And spend this hour with me
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| For I have a meal
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| And a very fine meal
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| I fixed it up for thee, thee
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| I fixed it up for thee.»
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| «No, I ain’t comin' in
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| No, I ain’t comin' in
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| To spend this hour with thee
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| For I have to go down in the mines
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| I’ll return this night to thee, thee
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| I’ll return this night to thee.»
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| Then she got up her arrow and bow
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| Her arrow and her string
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| And she went down to the forest deep
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| And sweetly she did sing, sing
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| And sweetly she did sing
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| Up spoke-up spoke a mockingjay
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| Up from a willow tree
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| Saying, «You had a father in the mines
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| Who’s gone this day from thee, thee
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| Who’s gone this day from thee.»
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| «Woe be, woe be mockingjay
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| Woe be, woe be to thee
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| I’ll send an arrow through your heart
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| For to bring such news to me, me
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| For to bring such news to me.»
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| Up spoke-up spoke that mockingjay
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| «Don't waste your time with me
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| Go home and mind that pretty little girl
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| Her father no more to see, see
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| Her father no more to see.»
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| And she went home to her house that night
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| That house so cold and mean
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| And she held her sister close to her side
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| And never more did sing, sing
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| And never more did sing |