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I courted her all of the winter
And part of the summer, too
All the harm that I have done
Was to court a pretty fair maid

One night she came to my bedside
Bitterly she did weep
Come to my bed, my pretty fair maid
Get out of the foggy dew

She laid in my arms till broad daylight
The sun began to shine
I turned my back on the pretty fair maid
Goodbye, my love, I'm gone

Toward the first part of the year
She took pale in the face
Along toward the latter part of the year
She got bigger around the waist

Along toward the last of the year
She brought me a son
Now, you see as well as I
What the foggy dew has done

I've taken this girl and I married her
I loved her as my life
I've taken this girl and I married her
She made me a virtuous wife

I never throwed it up to her
And damn my eyes if I do
For every time the baby cried
I'd think of the foggy dew

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