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51
The Only Daughter
O new love that I'm going to
And wonderful and bold love!
Yet not more tender, not more true,
More faithful than the old love.
The dear love, the old love,
The love as good as gold, Love,
Ochone, the love I leave for you!
My father's hand is cold, Love.
And wonderful and bold love!
Yet not more tender, not more true,
More faithful than the old love.
The dear love, the old love,
The love as good as gold, Love,
Ochone, the love I leave for you!
My father's hand is cold, Love.
They say a mother's love is best:
My mother died long syne, Love,
My father's heart hath made my rest,
And heavy fret is mine, Love,
That I, Love, must leave, Love,
That constant heart to grieve, Love.
Och wirrasthrue, Love's empty nest
Where spiders spin and weave, Love!
My mother died long syne, Love,
My father's heart hath made my rest,
And heavy fret is mine, Love,
That I, Love, must leave, Love,
That constant heart to grieve, Love.
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Where spiders spin and weave, Love!
Long will my father stand and gaze
His lonely pastures o'er, Love,
Ere I come gaily up the ways,
As many a time before, Love.
His head, Love, is low, Love,
And he is old, you know, Love.
Mavrone, the love of happy days
But where you go I go, Love!
His lonely pastures o'er, Love,
Ere I come gaily up the ways,
As many a time before, Love.
His head, Love, is low, Love,
And he is old, you know, Love.
Mavrone, the love of happy days
But where you go I go, Love!
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