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How came this blood on your shirt sleeve tell me?

O how came this blood o dear love, tell me.
It is the blood of the old greyhound
That traced that fox for me, rne, me,
That traced that fox for me.
It does look too pale for the old greyhound
That traced that fox for thee, thee, thee,
That traced that fox for thee.
How came this blood on your shirt sleeve?
O dear love, tell me.
It is the blood of my brother-in-law
That went away with me, me, me,
That went away with me.

And it's what did you fall out about?
O dear love, tell me.
About a little bit of bush
That soon would have made a tree, tree, tree,
That soon would have made a tree.

And it's what will you do now, my love?
O dear love, tell me.
I'll set my foot in yonder ship
And I'll sail across the sea, sea, sea,
And I'll sail across the sea.

And it's when will you come back, my love?
O dear love, tell me.
When the sun sets into yonder sycamore tree,
And that will never be, be, be,
And that will never be.

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