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Oxford Out of the Blue
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The Turtle Dove
Fare you well, my dear, I must be gone, And leave you for a while; If I roam away I'll come back again, Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear, Though I roam ten thousand miles.
So fair thou art, my bonny lass, So deep in love am I; But I never will prove false to the bonny lass I love, Till the stars fall from the sky, my dear, Till the stars fall from the sky.
The sea will never run dry, my dear, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Nor the rocks melt with the sun, But I never will prove false to the bonny lass I love, Till all these things be done, my dear, Till all these things be done.
O yonder doth sit that little turtle dove, He doth sit on yonder high tree, A-making a moan for the loss of his love, As I will do for thee, my dear, As I will do for thee.
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