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altered grew his countinence And a raging came over the sea When they reached the shore again On the far side of the sea It was there she spied his cloven
On the grass so wet and dewy. And seated with her gypsy lad It's there he spied his lady. "Would you forsake your house and home, Would you forsake your
a man by middle day He spied his sport and went away And brought the King that very night, Who broke my bower and slew my knight He slew my knight to me
close eye on me Hung round my bed in the darkness, he spied on me Caught me in the long grass so often, he died on me.... Ballrooms of romance in
Mandalay I spied her from the railin' She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true She said "You son of an Englishman, I've dreamed each night of you"
As I cruised out one eve-e-ning upon a night's career I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer I heisted out my sig-a-nals which she so
Mandalay I spied her from the railin' She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true She said "You son of an Englishman, I've dreamed each night of you"
Mandalay I spied her from the railin' She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true She said "You son of an Englishman, I've dreamed each night of you"
O once I loved an outlaw he came and stole my heart O how I count the hours Since we were torn apart On the road to Fairfax County I spied
down to the fact'ry their work to begin I spied a fair damsel far fairer than any Her cheeks like the red rose that none could excel Her skin like
One morning in springtime as day was a-dawning Bright Phoebus had risen from over the lea I spied a fair maiden as homeward she wandered From
I spied Oh 'twas red and rosy was her cheeks Golden yellow was her hair As I clasped her by the lily-white hand And I said, "My young sweetheart
peckin' all around When she spied it on the ground A-Tisket A-Tasket She took my yellow basket And if she doesn't bring it back I think that I shall
peckin' all around When she spied it on the ground A-Tisket A-Tasket She took my yellow basket And if she doesn't bring it back I think that I shall
cruised out one evenin' upon a night's career I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew
peckin' all around When she spied it on the ground A-Tisket A-Tasket She took my yellow basket And if she doesn't bring it back I think that I shall
One morning fair I took he air Down by blackwater side Twas gazing all around me The Irish lad I spied All through the fore part of the night
daddy, she'll murder us all."" Got up the next morning, peeped through the crack, I spied the old devil come wagging her back. And now you know what
did see before) I came home the next night as drunk as I can be I spied some pants upon the chair where my pants ought to be Well, I said to my
taggle gypsy-o Then he rode east and he rode west He rode north and south also But when he rode to the wide open fields It was there that he spied
As I was out riding one morning for pleasure I spied a young cowboy-a riding along His hat was throw'd back and his spurs were jingling And as he
picking all around when she spied it on the ground she took it, she took it, my little yellow basket and if she doesn't bring it back i think that i will
to win the record He let the Titanic go on The band was out a playing Yes, playing far out on the sea They spied the Titanic was sinking Played
Mr. Turner in his fine black hat and unclouded eye Who spied the magic in the water's mist Among the ships Wild with mist, the Turner paintings
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