Fair Miss in the Garden

Lyrics
A pretty fair miss was working in her garden And a neat young soldier came riding by He got down and stepped up to her Saying pretty fair miss will you fancy I? No oh, No, you're not the man of honor No you're not the one I'm a thinking you to be For the boy that I love so dearly He's a sailing on the deep blue sea Perhaps he's on some ship a sailing Or if he's on some battlefield slain Or if he's took some fair girl to marry I'll love that girl for loving him He took his hands out of his pockets And on each finger was a ring of gold; When she saw them then she knew him And she fainted at his feet right there did fall He picked her up all in his arms And the kisses that he gave her was one, two, three; This is your true and faithful soldier Has returned from war for to marry you
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Credits
- Producers
- John Cohen