Other verses:
'Tis youth and folly
THat make men marry
So hear my love I'll no more stay.
What can't be cured, sure
Must be endured, sure
So I'll go to AMerikay.
My love is bonny
My love is brawny
She's like whiskey bright
When first 'tis new
But when 'tis old, sir
It fades and grows cold, sir
And fades away like morning dew.
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