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“You're welcome home, my dear,” said the young man to his love
“I've been waiting for you many's the night and day
You're tired and you're pale, my dearest dear,” he said
“You shall never more be going so far away.”

“I must go away, my dear, when the little cock do crow
For here they'll not let me stay
Oh but if I had my wish, my darling dear,” she said
“This night should be never, never day.”

It's, “Oh my little cock, oh my handsome little cock
I pray you do not crow before the day
Your wings shall be made of the very beaten gold
And your comb of a silver shining grey.“

But oh this little cock, this handsome little cock
He crew out a full hour too soon
“It's time for me to part, oh my dearest dear,“ she said
“For now it is the going of the moon.“

It's, “Where is your bed, my darling dear,“ he said
“And where are your white Holland sheets?
And where are the maidens, my darling dear,” he said
“That will wait upon you while you are asleep?”

“Oh, the clay it is my bed, my dearest dear,” she said
“This shroud is my white Holland sheet
And the worms and creeping things are my servants, dear,” she said
“That will wait upon me while I am asleep.”

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