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The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing |
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And the corn it ripens faster when the frosts are settlin' in |
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And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget |
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Before we part I'll wage a corn she's fain to follow it yet |
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For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing |
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And the swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring |
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But when spring goes and winter blows my love she'll be fain |
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For all her pride to follow me across the stormy main |
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The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing |
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And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting |
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And I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn |
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So it's surely not a harder thing to melt a woman's scorn |
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So don't you bid me farewell now, no farewell I'll receive |
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But you must lie with me my lass then kiss and take your leave |
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And I'll wait here 'til the woodcock calls and the martin takes the wing |
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For the snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing |
