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1. Cold blows the wind to my true love

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   and gently drops the rain

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   I've never had but one true love

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   and in greenwood he lies slain.



2. I'll do as much for my true love

   as any young girl may

   I'll sit and mourn all on his grave

   for twelve month and a day.



3. And when twelve month and a day was passed

   the ghost did rise and speak.

   why sittest thou all on my grave

   and will not let me sleep?



4. Go fetch me water from desert

   and blood from out the stone

   go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast

   that young man never has known.



5. My breast it is as cold as clay

   my breath is earthly strong

   and if you kiss my cold clay lips

   your days they won't be long.



6. When will we meet again sweetheart

   when will we meet again?

   when the autumn leaves that fall from the trees

   are green and spring up again.