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I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love in a jacket blue
And if my love leaves me what will I do?

And still she cried I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure ‘twill know no rest
And still she cried bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do?

There is a dance hall the Mardyke
And it's there my love he goes every night
And he takes a quare one down on his knee
And don't you know that but it troubles me.

And still she cried I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure ‘twill know no rest
And still she cried bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do?

If my love knew I could weave and spin
And if my love knew I could wash and wring
I would make a coat of the finest kind
But the want of money, it leaves me behind.

And still she cried I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure ‘twill know no rest
And still she cried bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do?

I know my love is an handsome rover
And I know he'll roam the whole world over
And in dear old Ireland no longer tarry
And an English girl sure he's sure to marry

And still she cried I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure ‘twill know no rest
And still she cried bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do?

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