Traditional Folk Lyrics

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Alas, my love you do me wrong to cast me off discourteously
My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy times I spent so long ago
In Scarlet Town, where I was born, There was a fair maid dwellin'
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
With nasty pitch to soil his hands and to sail across the stormy sea
I'll be true to my love if my love will be true to me
Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me, How could you use a poor maiden so?
As I roved out thro' Dublin city At the hour of twelve o'the night
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues
He sailed East, he sailed West, he sailed unto proud Turkey.
When I am king, dilly dilly, you shall be queen
Strange news has come to town, strange news is carried
Here's a health to all lovers that are loyal and just! Here's confusion to the rival that lives in distrust
Oh, all the comrades e'er I had, They're sorry for my going away
And if you kiss my cold clay lips, your days they won't be long.
And he has drawn his good broad sword, that hung down by his knee
Way, hay, up she rises early in the morning!
There was three men came out of the west their fortunes for to try
Come and sit by my side if you love me, do not hasten to bid me adieu
Oh the ocean waves may roll, And the stormy winds may blow

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