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The SHEPHERD’S DAUGHTER.
There was a shepherd's daughter,
kept sheep on yonder hill
There was a knight and he was bright,
who fain would have his will.
Chor. And sing O ro malando,
crying, O ro follow me.
Go follow me to the begging green,
my own dear Lamachree.
He has taen her by the milk-white hand,
she has gently laid her down.
And when he got his will of her,
he took her up again. And &c.
Now since you’ve got your will of me,
and brought my body to shame
You'll be so good, kind Sir, indeed,
as tell to me your name. And &c.
Sometimes they call me Jack, he says,
other times they call me John,
But when I’m in the King's court,
they call me sweet William. And &e.
Then she took up her petticoats,
a little above her knee,
And she's away to the King’s court,
as fast as she could hie. And &c.
