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THE SHEPHERD'S SONG
Marry me, marry me, Nancy!
Come, settle you down and be cheery!
Too long have you kept me aching,
Too long have you held me weary.
Since there's not on the moorland a shepherd
To love you so heartily, Deary,
Marry me, marry me, marry me,
Settle you down and be cheery!
Come, settle you down and be cheery!
Too long have you kept me aching,
Too long have you held me weary.
Since there's not on the moorland a shepherd
To love you so heartily, Deary,
Marry me, marry me, marry me,
Settle you down and be cheery!
Marry me, marry me, Nancy!
Let's settle us down and be double!
'Tis time we were Christianly handfast
And out of this starving trouble.
Since you mope for no handsomer shepherd
To burn with a kissing, my Deary,
Sign to the long-tailed parson,
Settle you down and be cheery!
Let's settle us down and be double!
'Tis time we were Christianly handfast
And out of this starving trouble.
Since you mope for no handsomer shepherd
To burn with a kissing, my Deary,
Sign to the long-tailed parson,
Settle you down and be cheery!
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See in my grandmother's teapot
Ten metal-made buttercups blowing!
So long as I've loved you, Nancy,
So long have these flowers been growing.
Since there's not in the valley a shepherd
Can keep you so feather-fine, Deary,
Make me your man at the altar,
Settle you down and be cheery!
Ten metal-made buttercups blowing!
So long as I've loved you, Nancy,
So long have these flowers been growing.
Since there's not in the valley a shepherd
Can keep you so feather-fine, Deary,
Make me your man at the altar,
Settle you down and be cheery!
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