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As I was a-walking one fine summer's morning,
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The birds on the bushes did warble and sing,
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Gay laddies and lasses, and couples were sporting,
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Going down to the factory their work to begin.

[Verse 2]
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I spied one amongst them more fairer than any,
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Her cheeks like the red rose that none could excel,
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Her skin like the lily that grows in yon valley,
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And she was the hard working factory girl.

[Verse 3]
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I stepped up beside her to view her more closely,
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When on me she cast such a look of disdain.
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"Oh, young man, have manners and do not come near me,
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For although I'm a poor girl I think it no shame."

[Verse 4]
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"It's not for to scorn you, fair maid I adore you,
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But grant me one favour, say where do you dwell?"
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"Kind Sir, you'll excuse me, for now I must leave you,
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For yonder's the sound of my factory bell."

[Verse 5]
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"I have land I have houses, I adorned them with ivory,
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I have gold in my pockets and silver as well,
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And if you'll come with me, it's a lady I'll make you,
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And no more may you heed yon factory bell."

[Verse 6]
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With these words she turned and with that she had left me,
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And all for her sake I'll go wander away,
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And in some deep valley, where no one shall know me,
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I shall mourn for the sake of my factory girl.