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He's like the river that never runs dry
He's like the sunshine on the lee shore
He was my love my love is no more
Out in the garden
I'm picking roses how could he not
The more he picked and the more he pulled
Until I gathered an apron full
She climbed on yonder hill above
To give a rose unto her love
She gave him one she gave him three
She gave her heart for company
And as they sat on yonder hill
His heart grew hard so harder still
He has two hearts instead of one
She says Young man what have you done
How foolish foolish you must be
To think I love no one but thee
The world's not made for one alone
I take delight in everyone
Out of these roses he made a bed
A stony pillow for his head
He lay his head down no word he spoke
