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FI am a poor young girl That's straight from CallanCder I'm in Fsearch of Lord CGregory Pray Fgod I find Chim
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The Frain beats my yellow locks And the dew wets me Cstill My babe is Fcold in my Carms Lord FGregory, let me Cin
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Lord FGregory's not here and Henceforth can't be Cseen For he's Fgone to bonny CScotland To bring Fhome his new Cqueen
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So, Fleave now these windows And likewise this Chall For it's Fdeep in the Csea You should Fhide your downCfall
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Who'll Fshoe my babe's little feet? Who'll put gloves on her Chand? Who will Ftie my babe's Cmiddle With a Flong linen Cband?
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Who'll Fcomb my babe's yellow hair With an ivory Ccomb? Who will Fbe my babe's Cfather Till Lord FGregory comes Chome?
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Do you reFmember, Lord Gregory That night in CallanCder Where we Fchanged pocket Chandkerchiefs And Fme against my Cwill?
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For Fyours was pure linen, love And mine but coarse Ccloth For Fyours cost a Cguinea, love And Fmine but one Cgroat
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Do you reFmember, Lord Gregory That night in CallanCder Where we changed Frings on our Cfingers And Fme against my Cwill?
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For Fyours was pure silver, love And mine was but Ctin For Fyours cost a Cguinea, love And Fmine but one Ccent
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Now, my Fcurse on you, Mother My curse being Csore Sure, I Fdreamed the girl I Clove Came a-Fknocking at my Cdoor
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Sleep Fdown you foolish son Sleep down and sleep Con For it's Flong ago that Cweary girl Lies Fdrownin' in the Csea
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Well, go Fsaddle me the black horse The brown and the Cgrey Go Fsaddle me the Cbest horse In my Fstable toCday
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And I'll Frange over mountains Over valleys so Cwide Till I Ffind the girl I Clove And I'll Flay by her Cside