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Thread #27220 Message #332813
Posted By: Jeri
02-Nov-00 - 11:43 AM
Thread Name: BS: Where Did He Go
Subject: RE: BS: Where Did He Go
On the banks of the roses, my love and I sat down And I took out my violin to play my love a tune In the middle of the tune, O she sighed and she said O Johnny, lovely Johnny, Would you leave me? I went on the church last Sunday, my love he passed me by, I knew his mind was changing by the roving of his eye. I knew his mind was altering to Willie o' Winsbury My Willie is brave, my Willie is tall My Willie is wondrous bonnie If you no more on earth I see, I can't serve you as you have me. Then, sighing, said this weary man As back to his own true love he's torn again "Oh, Billy, Oh, Billy, don't you do so; I will go right straight home and let no one know; For seven long years I will wait upon thee, For I cannot have a married man until he is free." It is six long years rolled over, the seventh one passed; "My old wife is dying,--she is dead, sir, at last." He's gone down to her room and he dressed in her array, Like some woman he's gone down to find this young Billy . I once had a boy and a bonny, bonny boy And thought to make him my own; But he loves another much better than me And has taken his flight and is gone 0Where is my love a-gone with his cheeks like roses? He's gone across the fields gathering primroses