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Lady Margaret, Lady Margaret Was sowing at the seam She's all dressed in black And a thought came in her head to roam in the woods To pull flowers to flower her hat, my boys To pull flowers to flower her hat So she hoisted up her petticoats a bit above the knee And so nimbly she ran over the ground And when she came to the merrygreen woods She pulled those branches down, my boys She pulled those branches down Suddenly she spied a finе young man He's standing by a tree He says how dare you pull thosе branches down? Without the leave of me, my dear Without the leave of me Well she says this little wood it is my very own My father gave it to me I can pull these branches down without the leave of thee, young man Oh without the leave of thee And he took her by the milk-white hand And by the grass-green sleeve He pulled her down at the foot of the bush He never once asked her leave, my boys Oh he never once asked her leave And when it was done she twisted about To ask her true love's name But she nothing saw She nothing heard And all the woods grew dim And all the woods grew dim
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