At the Foot of Yonders Mountain

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At the foot of yonders mountain there runs a clear stream At the foot of yonders mountain there lives a fair queen She's handsome, she's proper, her ways are complete And I know no better pastime than to be with my sweet But why she won't have me I well understand She wants some freeholder and I have no land But I can maintain her on silver and gold And as many other fine things as my love's house Can hold Oh, if I were a scribe and could write a fair hand I'd sеnd her a letter from this distant land I'd sеnd it by the waters just for to let her know I think of pretty Saro wherever I go Oh, if I were a bird with swift wings and could fly It's to my love's window each night I'd draw nigh I'd sit by her window all night long and cry That for love of pretty Saro I gladly would die
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