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One evening of late as I carelessly strayed
I espied a fair maid in deep mourn
I asked her the matter, she quickly made answer
I am weary from lying alone, alone
I am weary from lying alone
[Verse]
My comely young damsel, come down here alongside me
And tell me of the years that have a-flown
For seven long gone and eleven years around
I am weary from lying alone, alone
I am weary from lying alone
[Verse]
If I got a comely young man who would take me without fortune
And make me a wife of his very own
For the truth is, I ll say is, I ll die in despair
If I lie any longer alone, alone
If I lie any longer alone
[Verse]
There s a neat, sweet li l flower in this garden alongside me
Take it away, sure it is all but your own
For the flower, it will fade and so also will the maid
For she s weary from lying alone, alone
For she s weary from lying alone