This ones ties the versions together pretty well.
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Version A
The Lover's Lament

My dearest dear, the time draws near
When you and I must part;
But little do you know the grief or woe
Of my poor troubled heart.

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Oh hush, my love, you will break my heart,
Nor let me hear you cry;
For the best of friends will have to part,
And so must you and I

As walked out one clear summer night,
A-dinking of sweet wine,
It was then I saw that pretty little girl
That stole this heart of mine.
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Her cheeks was like some pink or rose
That blooms in the month of June,
Her lips was like some musical instrument,
That sung this doleful tune.
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Ah, who will shoe your feet, my love,
And who will glove your hands,
And who will kiss your red, rosy lips
When I am gone to the foreign land?
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My father, he will shoe my feet,
My mother will glove my hands,
And you may kiss my red, rosy lips,
When you come from the foreign land.
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You are like unto some turtle dove,
That flies from tree to tree,
A-mourning for its own true love
Just as I mourn for thee.
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You are like unto some sailing ship
That sails the raging main,
If I prove false to you, my love,
The raging seas will burn.
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VERSION B

I wish your breast was made of gladd,
All in it I might behold;
Your name in secret I would write
In letters of bright gold.
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Your name in secret I would write
Pray believe in what I say;
You are the man that I love best
Unto my dying day.
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from American Songbag, Carl Sandburg, 1927

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