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Your beauty so entises me,
I could not pass you by,
So with my gun I’ll gaurd you
all on the mountains high.
This pretty little young thing,
she stood all in amaze,
With eyes as bright as amber,
she did upon me gaze;
Her cherry cheeks, and ruby lips,
they loft their former dye,
So she fell into my arms
all on the mountains high.
But when I kiss’d her once or twice,
she then came to again,
And said kind sir be civil,
and tell me what’s your name.
If you'd-go to younder forest,
my castle there you’ll find,
Well wrote in ancient history,
my name is Ormordine.
He says my pretty fair maid,
don’t let your parents know,
