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(learned from Bill Briggs and Charlie Brown at Teton Tea parties)

(music to go here)

Oh, once my true love courted me, and stole away my liberty,
He gained my heart with a magic spell, yet I confess I love him still.

There is an alehouse in the town, and there my true love sits him down,
And takes a strange girl on his knee; and don't you know, that's a grief to me.

There is a bird in yon churchyard, they say he's blind, and cannot see,
But never a fool as blind as me since I first kept my love's company.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain, I wish I were a maid again.
But a maid again I cannot be since I kept my lover's company.

(from miriam berg's folksong collection)