Tom: F#m
[Intro] F C Dm
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As I went out one morning
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To breathe the air around Tom Paine's
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I spied the fairest damsel
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That ever did walk in chains
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I offer'd her my hand
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She took me by the arm
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I knew that very instant
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She meant to do me harm
[Gaita]
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"Depart from me this moment,"
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I told her with my voice
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Said she, "But I don't wish to,"
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Said I, "But you have no choice."
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"I beg you, sir," she pleaded
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From the corners of her mouth
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"I will secretly accept you
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And together we'll fly south."
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Just then Tom Paine, himself
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Came running from across the field
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Shouting at this lovely girl
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And commanding her to yield
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And as she was letting go her grip
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Up Tom Paine did run
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"I'm sorry, sir," he said to me
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"I'm sorry for what she's done."
