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letra de brigg fair - a. l. lloyd

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[verse 1]
it was on the fifth of august and the weather fair and mild
unto brigg fair i did repair, to love i was inclined

i got up with the lark in the morning with my heart so full of glee
expecting there to meet my dear, long time i’d wished to see

i looked over my left shoulder to see what i could spy
and there i saw my own true love come tripping after me

i took her by the lily-white hand, oh merry was my heart
and now we’re met together i hope we never shall part

for it’s meeting is a pleasurе and it’s parting is a grief
and an inconstant lover is worse than any thiеf

the green leaves they may wither and the branches fade and die
if ever i be false to her, to the girl that loves me

- a l lloyd

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