My Own True Love
As I walked out one morning late
A drinking of sweet wine
I thought my heart would almost break
For the girl I left behind
Farewell, farewell, my own true love
Farewell, farewell, for awhile
I go away; I'll come again
If it be ten thousand miles
Ten thousand miles, my own true love
I hope it never will be
For the leaving you, my own true love
Will be the death of me
I wish to god I never was born
Or died when I was young
Or never did kiss your ruby red lips
Or heard your flattering tongue
A drinking of sweet wine
I thought my heart would almost break
For the girl I left behind
Farewell, farewell, my own true love
Farewell, farewell, for awhile
I go away; I'll come again
If it be ten thousand miles
Ten thousand miles, my own true love
I hope it never will be
For the leaving you, my own true love
Will be the death of me
I wish to god I never was born
Or died when I was young
Or never did kiss your ruby red lips
Or heard your flattering tongue
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Writer(s): Holland Hopson
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