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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS 89
If it should please kind fortune once more to set me free, For well I know my charmer is constant unto me,
Spite of her father's anger, his cruelty and scorn, I hope to wed my heart's delight, my dear Coolen Bawn.
Jack Riley is my true love's name;
He lives down by the sea, And he is as nice a young man
As e'er my eyes did see.
My father he is rich and great,
Jack Riley he is poor; And because I loved my sailor boy
He would not me endure.
My mother took me by the hand;
These words to me did say, "If you be fond of Riley,
You must leave this counteray.
"For your father says he will take his life,
And that without delay. So you must either go abroad,
Or shun his company."