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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 91
6. They buried her in the nave of the church;
They buried him in the choir; And from her bosom there grew a red rose, And from his bosom a brier, -ier, -ier, And from his bosom a brier.
7. They grew and they grew as high as the church,
Until they could grow no higher; And there they twined in a true-lover's knot, Which all true lovers admire, -ire, -ire, Which all true lovers admire.