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Music of the Waters. 11 |
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Chorus.—I am bound to Rio Grande.
Away you Rio, away you Rio, Fare you well, my pretty young girl, I am off to Rio Grande. Solo.—Oh where are you going, my pretty maid ? Solo.—Oh where are you going, my pretty maid ? Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—I am going a milking, sir, she said. Solo.—I am going a milking, sir, she said. Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—What is your fortune, my pretty maid ? Solo.—What is your fortune, my pretty maid ? Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande, Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—My face is my fortune, sir, she said. Solo.—My face is my fortune, sir, she said. Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—What is your father my pretty maid ? Solo.—What is your father, my pretty maid ? Chorus.—-I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, away you Rio. Then fare you well, my pretty young girl, I am bound to the Rio Grande. Solo.—My father's a farmer, sir, she said. Solo.—My father's a farmer, sir, she said. Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—What is your mother, my pretty maid ? Solo.—What is your mother, my pretty maid ? Chorus.—I am bound to the Rio Grande. Away you Rio, &c. Solo.—Wife to my father, sir, she said. ' Solo.—Wife to my father, sir, she said. |
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