| Once there was a shepherd lad, kept sheep upon the hill
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| An he’s laid his pipe and his crook aside, and there he’s slept his fill
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| He woke up on a riverbank on a fine May morning
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| And there he spied a lady swimming in the clothes that she was born in So he raised his head from his green bed and he approached the maid
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| «Put on your claithes, my dear,"he says, «and do not be afraid
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| It’s fitter for a lady fair to sew a silken seam
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| Than to rise on a fair May morning and swim against the stream.»
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| «Well if you’ll not touch my mantle and you’ll leave my claithes alane,
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| Then I’ll give you all the money, sir, that you can carry hame.»
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| «I'll not touch your mantle and I’ll leave your claithes alane,
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| But I’ll tak you out of the clear water, my dear, to be my ane»
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| And he’s taen her oot o the clear water and he’s rowed her in his arms
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| «Put on your claithes, my dear,"he says, «and hide your bounteous charms.»
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| He’s put her on a milk white steed, himself upon another
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| And it’s all along the way they rode like sister and like brother.
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| She rode intae her faither’s gate and she’s tirled at the pin,
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| And ready stood a porter there to let the fair maid in.
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| When the gates were opened, it’s so nimbly she stepped in She said, «Kind sir, you are a fool without and I’m a maid within
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| So fare thee weel, my modest boy, I thank you for your care
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| But had you done as you desired, I’d never have left you there.
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| I will sew no silken seam on a fine May morning.
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| You can bide your time till your time runs out, so take this as fair warning.
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| I will sew no silken seam on a fine May morning.
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| You can bide your time till your time runs out, so take this as fair warning." |