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How should i your true love know
From the other one ?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon.
He is dead and gone, lady,
He is dead and gone.
At his heels the grass-green turf
At his head a stone.
How should i your true love know
From the other one ?
By his cockle hat and staff
And his sandal shoon.
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