English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	The Two Sisters
	9 The miller got her golden ring, The miller pushed her back again. 10 The miller was hung at his mill gate For drownding my poor sister Kate.
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	That will be true, true to my love, Love and my love will be true to me. 2 A young man came a-courting there, He took choice of the youngest there. 3 He gave this girl a beaver hat, The oldest she thought much of that. 4 O sister, O sister, let's we walk out To see the ships a-sailing about. 5 As they walked down the salty brim, The oldest pushed the youngest in. 6 O sister, O sister, lend me your hand, And I will give you my house and land. 7 I'll neither lend you my hand or glove, But I will have your own true love. 8 Down she sank and away she swam, And into the miller's fish pond she ran. 9 The miller came out with his fish hook And fished the fair maid out of the brook.
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