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The House Carpenter - Doc Watson
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The House Carpenter Doc Watson

The House Carpenter - Doc Watson
We've met, we've met, my old true love
We've met, we've met, said he
I've just returned from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee

I could have married the King's daughter fair
She would have married me
But I've forsaken her crown of gold
And it's all for the love of thee

Come in, come in, my old true love
Come in, she said to him
For it's been three fourths of a long, long year
Since together we have been

No, I can't come in, nor I can't sit down
For I have but a moment's time
And they say that you're married to a house carpenter
And your heart will never be mine

Will you come with me, my old true love?
Oh come with me, said he
And I'll take you to where the grass grows green
On the banks of Bittery

Then she picked up her sweet little babe
And kisses she gave it three
Sayin', stay at home my darlin' little babe
And keep your papa company
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