Nhạc sĩ: Traditional
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As I went out a-walkin' One mornin' in June
To view the fine spots and the midways in blue
I spied a young damsel She appeared like a queen
In her costly fine robes and her mantle so brave
I stood in the maze I was caught by her pride
I taught her an angel that fell from the sky
Her eyes lighted diamonds Her cheeks lighted whales
She is one of the fairies that nature composed
Says I, pretty fair maid, you come with me
We'll join in wedlock and be married with her
I'll dress you in richbest hair
She appears like a queen In her costly fine robes and her mantle so brave
She says, my young mannin', you must be written
For I'll wed no mannin' and you must be exiled
For in the green fields I'll wander
For not in me For in the land I'll abide
Lies in themed waterlands
Since ye were not married
Tell me your lover's name
I might be in a bad land I might know the same
Go on, ne'er, to my darlin' There ye will see
His letter is in a bridegroom's in my mantle so brave
In the raisin of her mantle is dear I behold
His name and his sorry namin' In his letter is a-callin'
I am wedded, oh, I'm livin' And carin' in my bed
He was my chief comarin' In a themed waterland
And as he was a-dyin' I heard his last cryin'
If you hear a lovely dancin' I'm wedded to a-dyin'
And in the trees, in the trees I declare
Here is a-twiftin' I go livin' there you'll wed