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William Taylor - Jon Boden
Oh William Taylor was a brisk young sailor
And he has courted a lady gay
Well bells were ringing and sailors singing
As to church they did repair
And fifty couple were at the wedding
And all were dressed in rich array
Instead of William and getting married
He was pressed and sent away
So she has put on a man's apparel
Man's apparel she's put on
And afore to find her on true love
Afore to find him she has gone
But then the captain he stepped up to her
He said Fair maid what bring you here
She said I've come in search of William Taylor
Who was pressed from me last year
If you come in search of William Taylor
It's William Taylor he's not here
For I do hear that he's to be married
To some lovely lady fair
If you rise early in the morning
Early at the break of day
It's there you'll Find your William Taylor
Walking with the ladies gay
So she rose up the very next morning
Early at the break of day
And it's there she's find her William Taylor
Walking with the ladies gay
So she has called for a brace of pistols
To be brought to her right hand
And she has shot at William Taylor
With his bride at his right hand
