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Title
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Betsy of the moor
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Singer
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Freeman, Emily Mrs.
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
As I walked out one morning all for sweet recreation,
So happy in my station no care to trouble me;
To view the fruits of nature and every happy creature,
And all the gay amusements before my eyes could see.
Verse 2
To watch fair flowers together and the fruits among the heather,
The pretty little lambkins how they did sport and play;
Bright shining came Aurora accompanied by Flora,
And the bright rays of Phoebus began to feed the day.
Verse 3
High hills and lofty mountains divided by small fountains,
Which run to join the ocean all on that briny shore;
Through grief and sad vexation I lost all consolation,
My rule and habitation lies down this wintry moor.
Verse 4
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My parents they are aged and them I will not leave;
For early they're repining and daily are declining,
And hourly they are bowing and bending to the grave.
Verse 5
As nature here don't bind me, since you are pleased to mind me,
Most dutiful you'll find me, until life is no more;
If you wait till they expire, I will grant what you desire,
What more can you require of sweet Betsy of the Moor.
