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A farmer he lived by the north country
So bow way down
A farmer he lived by the north country
So bow and balance to me
A farmer he lived by the north country
And he had daughters one, two and three

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

A young man he came for a court and there
So bow way down
A young man he came to a court and there
So bow and balance to me
A young man he came for a court and there
And he made choice of the youngest fair

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

He bought the youngest a beaverhat
So bow way down
He bought the youngest a beaverhat
So bow and balance to me
He bought the youngest a beaverhat
The eldest sister didn't like that

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

So they've gone for a walk by the water's brim
So bow way down
So they'e gone for a walk by the water's
So bow and balance to me
So they've gone for a walk by the water's brim
The eldest pushed the youngest in

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

Sister, oh sister lend me hand
Bow way down
Sister, oh sister lend me your hand
Bow and balance to me
Sister, oh sister lend me your hand
And you shall have my house and my land

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

She floated on down to the miller's dam
So bow way down
She floated on down to the miller's dam
So bow and balace to me
She floated on down to the miller's dam
The miller he pulled her back to the land

But I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

And off from her fingers pulled five goldrings
So bow way down
And off from her fingers pulled five goldrings
So bow and balance to me
And off from her fingers pulled five goldrings
Then into the water plunged her again

But I'll be true to my love
If me love will be true to me


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