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Title
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Love farewell
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Singer
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Pillinger, John
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
John and Mary making posies,
Down by the banks of sweet primroses:
Now I hear the Colonel crying -
'March, my lads, with colours flying,' -
Love farewell!
Verse 2
'Now my lads, we're all for the travel,
Some for France and some for Holland;
Every man with his hair well powdered,
Every man with his firelock shouldered' -
Love farewell!
Verse 3
'Soldier, dear, oh dear don't wrong me!
Do not take my daughter from me;
For if thou dost I will lament thee,
And after death my ghost shall haunt thee, -
Love farewell!'
