I went unto my love's chamber window
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Where I often had been before
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Just to let her know unto Flandyke Shore
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Unto Flandyke Shore
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Never to return to England no more
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Never to return to England no more
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I went unto my love's chamber door
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Where I never had been before
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There I saw a light springing from her clothes
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Springing from her clothes
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Just as the morning sun when first arose
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Just as the morning sun when first arose
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As I was walking on the Flandyke Shore
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Her own dear father I did meet
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My daughter she is dead he cried
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She is dead he cried
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And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee
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So I hove a bullet on to fair England's shore
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on to fair England's shore
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Just where I thought that my own true love did lay
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The Flandyke Shore
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John Wesley Harding |