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Sweeney's Men
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The House Carpenter
Well met, well met, my own true love Well met, well met, cried he I've just returned from the salt, salt sea And it's all for the love of thee
O I could have married the king's daughter dear And she would have married me But I have refused the crown of gold And it's all for the sake of thee
If you could have married the king's daughter dear I'm sure you are to blame For I am married to the house carpenter And he is a fine young man
If you'll forsake your house carpenter And come away with me I'll take you to where the grass grows green On the banks of the sweet Willie
If I forsake my house carpenter And come away with thee What have you got to maintain me upon And keep me from slavery
I've six ships sailing on the salt, salt sea A-sailing from dry land And a hundred and twenty jolly young men Shall be at thy command
She picked up her poor wee babe And kisses gave him three Saying stay right here with the house carpenter Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And keep him good company
They had not been at sea two weeks I'm sure it was not three When this poor maid began to weep And she wept most bitterly
O do you weep for your gold, he said Your houses, your land, or your store? Or do you weep for your house carpenter That you never shall see anymore
I do not weep for my gold, she said My houses, my land or my store But I do weep for my poor wee babe That I never shall see anymore
They had not been at sea three weeks I'm sure it was not four When in their ship there sprang a leak And she sank to rise no more
What hills, what hills are those, my love That are so bright and free Those are the hill of Heaven, my love But not for you and me
What hills, what hills, are those, my love That are so dark and low Those are the hills of Hell, my love Where you and I must go
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