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I was born in East Virginia, to North Carolina I did go,
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there I spied a fair young lady, and her age I did not know.
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Her hair was dark in color, her cheeks were rosy red,
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upon her breast she wore white lilies, where I longed to lay my head.
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Oh, at my heart you are my darlin', at my door you're welcome in,
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at my gate I'll always meet you, for you're the girl I tried to win.
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I'd rather be in some dark holler, where the sun refuse to shine,
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than for you to be another man's darlin',
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and to know you'll never be mine.
