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If you'll be the lass of Aughrim As I am taking you to be Come tell me the last token Passed between you and me O, don't you remember That night up yon lean hill? Where we both met together I'm sorry now to tell The rain falls on my heavy locks And dew soaks my skin My babe lies cold within my arms And none will let me in O, the rain falls on my heavy locks And dew soaks my skin My babe lies cold within my arms And none will let me in
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