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GREEN GRASS |
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We'll all go roving,
Roving side by side, I'll take my fairest-------,
I'll take her for my bride.
Will you come ? No!
Naughty miss, she won't come out, Won't come out, won't come out,
Naughty miss, she won't come out, To help us with our dancing.
Will you come ? Yes!
Now we've got our bonny lass,
Bonny lass, bonny lass, Now we've got our bonny lass,
To help us with our dancing.
—London (A. B. G
XII. Here we go up the green grass, The green grass, the green grass j Here we go up the green grass, So early in the morning.
Fair maid, pretty maid, Give your hand to me,
And you shall see a blackbird, A blackbird on the tree ;
All sorts of colours Lying by his side,
Take me, dearest [------],
For to be my bride—
Will you come ? No!
Naughty old maid, she won't come out,
She won't come out,
To help us with our dancing—
Will you come ? Yes! |
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