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2 Her yellow hair, like strands of gold, Come rolling down my pillow;
Her yellow hair, like strands of gold, Come rolling down my pillow.
3 I went unto her uncle's house Enquiring for my darling.
The answer was: She is not here, I've no such in my keeping.
4 Her voice from the roof above Came straightway to the window. O love, O love, it's I'd be yours, But locks and bolts doth hinder.
5 O passion flew, my sword I drew, All in that room I entered;
O passion flew, my sword I drew, All in that room I entered.
6 I took my sword in my right hand, And my love all in the other.
Come all young men that love like me, Fight on and take another.
7 Her uncle and three other men Straightway after me did follow,
Saying: Leave this room, you villain, you, Or in your heart's blood you shall wallow. |
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