When I was a young girl
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I used to seek pleasure
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When I was a young girl
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I used to drink ale
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Right out of the ale house
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And into the jail house
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Right out of the bar room
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And down to my grave
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Right down to my grave
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Come mama, come papa
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Sit you beside me
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Come mama, come papa
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Pity my case
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Cause my head it is aching
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My heart it is breaking
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My body salve-aided
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Ooh and I¡¯m bound to die
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Go send for the preacher
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To come and pray for me
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Go send for the doctor
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To heal up my wounds
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Cause my head it is aching
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Ooh and my heart it is breaking
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My body salve-aided
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And hell is my home oh
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I want three young ladies
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Hey hey to bear up my coffin
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I want three young ladies
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To take me along
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You know that I want them
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To carry a bunch of wild roses
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To lay on my body
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Ooh as I pass along
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One morning, one morning
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One morning in May
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One morning, one morning in May
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I spy this young lady
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All clad in white linen
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All clad in white linen
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Cold as a clay
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When I was a young girl
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I used to seek pleasure
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When I was a young girl
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I used to drink ale
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Right out of the ale house
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Mmm and into the jail house
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Right out of the bar room
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And right down to my grave
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When I Was Young
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| Steve Barakatt |
