| I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love will be true to me
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| My love will be true to me
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| I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love will be true to me
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| My love will be true to me
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| There was a king of the North Country
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| There was a king of the North Country
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| There was a king of the North Country
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| And he had daughters, one, two, three
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| I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll b true to me
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| To the ldest he gave a beaver hat
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| To the eldest he gave a beaver hat
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| To the eldest he gave a beaver hat
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| And the youngest, she brought much of that
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| Yes, I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| To the youngest he gave a gay, gold chain
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| To the youngest he gave a gay, gold chain
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| To the youngest he gave a gay, gold chain
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| And the eldest, she brought much the same
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| Yes, I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| These sisters were walking along the Firth
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| These sisters were walking along the Firth
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| Oh, these sisters were walking along the Firth
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| And the eldest pushed the younger in
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| Yes, I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| Away she sank, away she swam
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| Away she sank, away she swam
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| Oh, away she sank, away she swam
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| Until she reached the miller’s dam
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| Yes, I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love will be true to me
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| My love will be true to me
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| I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love will be true to me
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| My love will be true to me
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| The miller he took the gay, gold chain
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| And then he pushed her into the water again
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| So, the miller was hanged on his high gate
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| Yes, the miller was hanged on his high gate
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| (Bow down, oh, bow down)
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| Oh, the miller was hanged on his high gate
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| For drowning our poor sister, Kate
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| And I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| And I’ll be true unto my love
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| My love’ll be true to me
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| My love’ll be true to me |