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The cold winter is p'stpast [sic] and gone,

and now comes on the soring,

And I am one of the king's life guards

and I must go fight far my king my dear;

And I mnstmust [sic] go fight for my king.

Now since to the wars you must go,

one thing I pray grant me

It's I will dress myself in man's attire,

and I'll travel along with thee my dear;

And I'll travel along with thee.

I would not for ten thousand worlds,

that my love endangered were;

The rattling of drums and shining of swords,

will cause great sorrow and wo my dear,

Will cause great sorrow and wo.

I will do the thing for my true love,

that she will not do fofor [sic] me

It's I'll put cuffs of luck on my red coat,

and mourn till the day I, my dear,

And mourn till the day I die.