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The Banks of the Sweet Primroses (Bob, John, Jim & Ron) - The Copper Family
As I walk out one midsummer morning
For all to do the fears
And to take the air down
By the banks of the sweet primeroses
There I beheld a most love live Fair
Three long steps I stepped up to her
Not knowing her as she passed me by
I stepped up to her
Thinking for to view her
She appeared to me like some virgins bride
I said Pretty maid where are you going
All what's the occasion of all your grief
I'll make you as happy as any lady
If you will grant me one small relief
She says stand off you are deceitful
You are deceitful and for young man
It is you that cause my poor heart to wander
And To give me comfort my all in vain
I'll go down in some lonesome valley
Where no man nor mortal shall ever me buy
Where the pretty little small birds
Do change their voices
And every moment blood bloods do swell
