Fare you well on the morrow I must leave
And I'm bound for a far and distant land
A tale would tell of my poor heart and how it grieves

So for you my love this sorrowful Pavan

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I was born in Lincoln country
And the son of a country wife am I
Out of all the flowers growing wild in yon forest

You're the fairest rose on which I've laid an eye

Love me hard with the dawn I'll be gone

And I don't know if I'll be back again
God as my guard I'm the champion of the wronged


Off to holy wars to fight the Saracen

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While you're away does your spouse turn a !@^%
Or a chastity belt maiden while crusader's at war

I'm tired of my chain mail
My armour makes me sore
And it all seems so futile


Weep you will but my love I cannot stay
Dry your eyes and we'll share a parting kiss

Wait until the advent of that day
When I'm home and gone is sadness as this


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