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CARTER
Lyrics English
My tender parents brought me up Provided for me well Twas in the city of Lanson Town They placed me in a mill It was there I spied a pretty fair miss On whom I cast my eye I asked her if she'd marry me And she believed a lie Three weeks ago last Saturday night Of course it was the day The devil put it in my mind To take her life away I went into her sisters house At eight o'clock one night But little did the sister ? think On her I had my spite I asked her if she'd take a walk With me a little ways That she and I might have a talk About our wedding day We walked along until we came To my little desert place I grabbed a stick off of the fence And struck her in the face I run my fingers through her coal black hair To cover up my sin I drug her to the river side And there I plunged her in I started back unto my mill I met my servant John He asked me why I was so pale And it so very warm Come all young men and warning take Unto your lovers be true And never let the devil get The upper hand of you I met my servant John
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