Ol' Well

Met a young girl at the ol' well

At the ol' well she dwell

Asked her for a sign and she gave me lot of wine

Under the pine it tasted mighty fine

The night set in and she began to sing

Now we're dancin' into the spring

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Met a young girl at the ol' well

At the ol' well we dwell

Out of the spring I still hear it ring

A pretty little thing, damn she can sing

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