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Beneath the Willow Tree.
O take me to your arms, my love,
for keen the wind doth blow;
O take me to your arm's my love,
for bitter is my woe.
She hears me not, she cares not,
nor will she list to me;
And here I lie in misery,
beneath the willow tree
Willow, willow, willow,
Beneath the willow tree.
for keen the wind doth blow;
O take me to your arm's my love,
for bitter is my woe.
She hears me not, she cares not,
nor will she list to me;
And here I lie in misery,
beneath the willow tree
Willow, willow, willow,
Beneath the willow tree.
My love has wealth and beauty.
the rich attend the door;
My love has wealth and beauty,
and I, alas! am poor.
The ribbon fair that bound her hair,
is all that's left to me:
Whilst here I lie in misery,
beneath the willow tree.
Willow, &c.
the rich attend the door;
My love has wealth and beauty,
and I, alas! am poor.
The ribbon fair that bound her hair,
is all that's left to me:
Whilst here I lie in misery,
beneath the willow tree.
Willow, &c.
I once had gold and silver,
I thought 'em without end;
I once had gold and silver,
and I thought I had a friend:
I thought 'em without end;
I once had gold and silver,
and I thought I had a friend:
