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And asked Willie's company to pass the time away. But, mark, returning home at night they swore his
race was run, And with a stake the life did take of her constant
farmer's son.
As Mary on her pillow lay she dreamed a dismal dream, She dreamt she saw her true love's gore; the blood
appeared in streams; She then arose, put on her clothes, to seek her love did
run, When dead and cold she did behold her constant
farmer's son.
The bitter tears ran down her cheeks and mingled with
his gore, She cried in vain to ease her pain and kissed him o'er
and o'er; She gathered green leaves from off the trees to shade
him from the sun, And one night and day was passed away with her
constant farmer's son.
But hunger it came creeping on, poor girl she cried with
woe, And for to find his murderers she straightway home did
go, Saying, "Parents dear, you soon shall hear of a shocking
deed that's done. In yonder vale lies dead and pale my constant farmer's