Tonart: Ab major
Verse 1
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My love is like a dewdrop
setting out upon a thorn
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Puts love on on Sunday night,
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takes it off on Monday morn
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He carries love in his pocket,
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but little in his heart
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He's a lad who loves a good many
and gives every girl her part
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The first time I saw my love
He met me with a smile
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and he gave to me a rose
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He thought I would accept of it
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but I did pass him by
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Before I would accept of it
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I'd lay me down and die
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There's many cold winters
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evening we sat down to have a chat
But little did I like him
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any better for all that
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His tongue it ran too nimble
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and his watch it ran too slow
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There's many's the night
and told him for to go
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While love is on the ocean,
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I'll let him sink or swim
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For in his heart he thinks
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He thinks that he can serve me
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as he's done two or three
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But I give him the mitten
since he went back on me
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So fare ye well, cold winter,
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and fare ye well, cold frost
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Nothing have I gained,
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but my own true love I lost I'll
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when the occasion I do see
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I'll rest when I am weary,
let him go farewell be
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Take half a pound of reason
and quarter pound of sense
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A small sprig of time and
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so much impudence
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and then you'll plainly see
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He's boss, deceiving lover,
let him go,
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farewell he you
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