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AmAlas my love, Cyou do me wrong, Fto cast me off so E7discourteously, Amfor i have loved Cyou so long, Fdelighting E7in your Amcompany.
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Cgreensleeves was Call my joy, Fgreensleeves wasE7 my delight, Cgreensleeves wasC my heart of gold, Fand who but E7my lady greensAmleeves.
2. Thy gown was of the grassy green, They sleeves of satin hanging by, Which made thee be our harvest queen, And yet thou wouldst not love me. (chorus) 3. Well, i will pray to God on high, That thou constancy mayst see, And that yet once before i die, Thou will vouchsafe to love me.