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Once I knew a pretty girl I loved her as my life
I gladly gave my heart and hand to make her my wife
She took me by the hand she let me to the door
I put my arms around her and I asked her once more
But she looked me in the eyes with scorn and distain
And the answer that she gave me was: “Don’t come again”
Bhuel, I sailed away for just six weeks, which cost her much pain
And the girl she wrote me a letter and she asked me again
But I wrote her an answer, just for to let her know
That the young man should not venture when he once could not go
So come all you young men a warning take by me
Don’t place your reflections on a green growin’ tree
For the leaves they all will wither and the roots they will decay
And the beauty of the young maid will soon fade away
Once I knew a pretty girl a charming beauty bride
And to make her my wife was my own heart’s delight
I gladly gave my heart and hand to make her my wife
She took me by the hand she let me to the door
I put my arms around her and I asked her once more
But she looked me in the eyes with scorn and distain
And the answer that she gave me was: “Don’t come again”
Bhuel, I sailed away for just six weeks, which cost her much pain
And the girl she wrote me a letter and she asked me again
But I wrote her an answer, just for to let her know
That the young man should not venture when he once could not go
So come all you young men a warning take by me
Don’t place your reflections on a green growin’ tree
For the leaves they all will wither and the roots they will decay
And the beauty of the young maid will soon fade away
Once I knew a pretty girl a charming beauty bride
And to make her my wife was my own heart’s delight