Dark Is the Colour of My True Love's Hair

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W:Dark is the colour of my true love's hair,
W:Her face is like some rose so fair,
W:Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand,
W:I love the ground she walks upon.
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W:I went to the river to mourn and weep,
W:But satisfied I could never be,
W:I wrote a letter in a few short lines,
W:I died a death a thousand times.
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W:I then sat down and I wrote a song,
W:I wrote it neat and I wrote it long,
W:With every line I shed a tear,
W:The last line said, "Farewell, my dear".
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W:So fare thee well, my own true love,
W:I thought you were as true as the stars above,
W:But a pleasure on earth no more I'll see,
W:I'd never do to you what you did to me.
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W:The winter is passed and the trees are green,
W:The time has come since we have been,
W:And yet I hope the day will come,
W:When you and I shall be as one.
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W:Dark is the colour of my true love's hair,
W:Her face is like some rose so fair,
W:Her slenderest waist, and her neatest hand,
W:I love the ground she walks upon.