English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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2   It's Charlie's never robbed the king's high court, Nor he's never murdered any,
But he stole sixteen of his milk-white steeds And sold them in old Virginia.
3   Go saddle me my milk-white steed, The brown one ain't so speedy,
And I'll ride away to the king's high court Enquiring for poor Charlie.
4   She rode, she rode to the king's high court Enquiring for poor Charlie.
Fair lady you have come too late, For he's condemned already.
5   It's Charlie's never robbed the king's high court, Nor he's never murdered any,
But he stole sixteen of his milk-white steeds And sold them in old Virginia.
6   It's will you promise me ? she said, O promise me, I beg thee,
To hang him by a white silk cord That never has hung any.
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