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American Ballads and Folk Songs |
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Oh, it's every temptation is the future of some snare, And of all such false lovers I would have you beware. Oh, beware of false lovers who court in deceit, Lest, like Polly Williams, it will prove your sad fate
To be brought by a lover to shame and disgrace. And lose your sweet life in some wilderness place. They will hug you and kiss you, and call you their own, And when your back is turned they will leave you to mourn. |
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There's a bear in yon hill, and he is a brave fellow, He's plenty in store, and lives at his ease. All he wants is a wife, and he's traveled all over, To find a companion his fancy to please. |
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* From the collection of Sam P. Bayard, State College, Pennsylvania. The music as sung by James T. Davis, Greene County, Pennsylvania. |
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