How should I your true love know
From another one?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon
He is dead and gone, lady
He is dead and gone
At his head a grass-green turf
At his heels a stone
White his shroud as the mountain snow
Larded with sweet flowers
Which bewept to the grave did not go
With true-love showers
From another one?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon
He is dead and gone, lady
He is dead and gone
At his head a grass-green turf
At his heels a stone
White his shroud as the mountain snow
Larded with sweet flowers
Which bewept to the grave did not go
With true-love showers
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