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O yes, my fair creature, I saw them pass by;
And in yonder green wood there do they lie,
On searching you'll find them below a green bush
She turn'd about and thank'd him with a blush.
She rang'd the green woods over, no lammies could find;
She instantly curs'd the young swain in her mind
To think ſhe had been betray’d being a young silly maid.
But she knew not the schemes young Jockey had laid.
Then out of the bush young Jockey he sprang
For out of the bush young Jockey he came.
He gently stept beside her and stole from her a kiss;
But she sliely drew back saying, why do you this?
So the charms of love they began for to flow,
And he has ta'en her down to yon cottage below,
And he kiss'd her again her joys to renew,
Whilst their lammies ſtep along in the sweet morning dew.
So now to conclude & make an end of my song,
She’s left her ewe lambs, and she's followed her swain.
Says, Your sheep and my sheep shall feed all in one glen,
And we'll range the green woods over and over again.
