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On a high, on a high, on a high holiday
On the very best day of the year
Little Mathie Grove to the church did go
The Holy Word to hear
Some come in all dressed in white
Some in purple and blue
And then come in Lord Arnold's wife
A flower among the few
She looked at him, he looked at her
The like had never been done
'til she got up and took his hand
And bade him come along
Well they tossed and they turnеd in the bed all night
'til they lay fast asleep
Whеn they woke in the new morn's dawn
Lord Arnold was at their feet
He said "Get up, little Mathie Grove
And put your clothing on
For it'll never be known in old England
I slayed a naked man."
On a high, on a high, on a high holiday
On the very best day of the year
Little Mathie Grove to the church did go
The Holy Word to hear
Some come in all dressed in white
Some in purple and blue
And then come in Lord Arnold's wife
A flower among the few
She looked at him, he looked at her
The like had never been done
'til she got up and took his hand
And bade him come along
Well they tossed and they turnеd in the bed all night
'til they lay fast asleep
Whеn they woke in the new morn's dawn
Lord Arnold was at their feet
He said "Get up, little Mathie Grove
And put your clothing on
For it'll never be known in old England
I slayed a naked man."
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