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Now I am but a young lassie, my story is sad,
For years I've been courting my brave sailor lad.
He courted me truly, by night and by day
But noo he has left me and gone far away.

But if I was a blackbird, I'd whistle and sing
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in.
And on the top rigging I would there build my nest,
And I'd sleep the night long on his lily-white breast.

Oh but if I could meet him, I would bow, I would kneel
Ah, if I could meet him, I would bow tae his heel
I would tell him my sorrow, my grief, and my pain
Since he's gane and left me in yon flowery glen.

Now if I was a scholar, could handle the pen
One secret love letter to him I would send.
I would tell him my sorrow, my grief, and my pain
Since he's gone and left me in yon flowery glen

Now my parents they chide me and will no' agree
That me and my sailor boy married should be
But let them deride me or do what they will
While there's breath in my body he's the one I love still.

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