Lord Gregory

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[Verse]
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I am a King's daughter, come 
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straight from Cappoquin
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In search of Lord Gregory, may 
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god, I'll find him
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The rain beats at my yellow locks,
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 the dew wets me still
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The babe is cold in my arms, love, 
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Lord Gregory let me in
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The rain rains on my good 
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clothing, the dew stands on my chin
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The babe is cold in my arms, love, 
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Lord Gregory let me in

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[Verse]
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Do you remember, love Gregory, 
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that night in Cappoquin?
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We exchanged handkerchiefs and 
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sore against my will
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For yours it was fine linen, love,
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 and mine but course cloth
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Yours, it cost a guinea, love, and 
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mine but one groat
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Do you remember, love Gregory, as 
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we sat at the wine?
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We exchanged rings, and aye the 
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best was thine
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For yours it was the purest gold 
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and mine but false tin
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Yours, it cost a guinea, love, but 
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aye, 'twas false within
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Do you remember, love Gregory, 
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that night in my father's hall?
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You stole away my maidenhead, and 
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that's the worst of all

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[Verse]
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Lord Gregory is not here and he 
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henceforth can't be seen
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For he's gone to bonny Scotland to 
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bring home his new queen
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Lord Gregory is not here and he 
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lately has gone
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He's gone to bonny Scotland to 
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bring his new bride home
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So leave now these windows and 
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likewise this hall
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For it's deep in the sea you will 
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find your downfall
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She's took her young son in her 
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arms, turned from that cold hall
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Saying, "Deep in the sea we will 
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find our downfall"