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Ballads and Songs of Michigan
That glass of wine you gave me lately Makes me feel mostly ill indeed."
6 As they were walking home together, This man, and he did say:
"I put some poison in your liquor For to take your tender life away.
7 "I took the same as you, my true love, And I must die as well as you.
So let us join hands and die together." Young men, beware of jealousy. |
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