My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay,
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So fare thee well darlin' I'm goin' away.
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Your parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor,
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They say I'm not worthy to enter your door.
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Pretty Mary, Pretty Mary, would you think me unkind,
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If I were to see you and tell you my mind?
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As sure as the dew drops fall on the green corn.
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Last night I was with her, tonight I am gone.
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My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay,
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So fare thee well darlin' I'm goin away.
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PRETTY MARY
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| Peter, Paul & Mary |
