Mary Black - Rares hill

Last year at ^ALady ^EmMary's ^Afair when ^CI was ^Din Dun^Emdee I fell in ^Cwith an ^Dold sweetheart, and ^Emhe being ^Aon a spree His ^Emcompa^Cny I ^Ddid accept a^Emnd with him I did ^Ago ^GBut ^Emto my ^Asad mis^Emfortune it ^Cproved my over^Emthrow

We wandered ^Aeast, we ^Emwandered ^Awest, we ^Cwandered ^Dthrough the ^Emlawn He said he'd ^Csee me ^Dhome that night, but ^Emhome I never ^Asaw He ^Emkept be^Cside me ^Dall the while, re^Emsolved to ^Ahave his will ^GAnd ^Emby and ^Aby we ^Emlost our way at the ^Cback of Rare's ^EmHill

And when we ^Agot to ^EmRare's ^AHill, the ^Claddie ^Dsaid to ^Emme "We can't go ^Chome to^Dnight, my dear, it's ^Emfar too late, you'll ^Asee But the ^Emnight is ^Cwarm and ^Din my pouch, I've ^Emgot another ^Agill ^GSo ^Emwe can ^Alie down ^Emhere content, at the ^Cback of Rare's ^EmHill"

And then he ^Apoured a ^Emnip a^Apiece to ^Cquiet ^Dall a^Emlarm When I a^Cwoke in the ^Dmorning, we were ^Emlocked in each other's ^Aarms He ^Emhanded ^Cme the ^Dbottle, a^Emnother glass to ^Afill ^GAnd I ^Emdrank his ^Ahealth in ^Emstore o' wealth at the ^Cback of Rare's ^EmHill

And then the ^Alad, he ^Emsaid to ^Ame, "Oh ^Classie, ^Ddo not ^Emmourn For while I ^Cdraw the ^Dbreath of life, from ^Emyou I'll never ^Aturn If ^Emyou will ^Ccome to ^Dyonder town, my ^Emwedded wife to ^Abe ^GWe'll ^Embe the ^Ahappiest ^Emcouple yet 'twas ^Cever in Dun^Emdee"

Well, it's may I ^Anever ^Empros^Aper and ^Cmay I ^Dnever ^Emthrive In any^Cthing I ^Dtake in hand, as ^Emlong as I'm a^Alive If ^Eme'er I ^Csay I ^Drue the day my ^Emladdie had his ^Awill ^GSuc^Emcess to ^ALady Mary's ^Emfair and the ^Cback of Rare's ^EmHill