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 Then I staid a whole season,

At the cotton weaving,

Still thinking my true love would alter her tone,

But with quirk apprehension.

She quickly made mention,      ( Tyrone.

Where’s your character from the county of

For my character,

You need ne'er mind it

I never was married, or promis'd to none,

Then she swore by her conscience,

She would run all chances

And travel with me to the county of Tyrone.

Then early next morning

The fun was adorning, (stone.

We travell’d from Killwight by the 3 mile

The guard they pursu'd us,

But never could view us. (rone,

I wish'd from my heart I had my love in Ty-

As we were a walking,

And lovingly talking,

We met an old man was walking alone;

He told them he met us,

And where they would get us,   ( Tyrone.

And that we were talking of the county of

This eased their t oubletrouble [sic],

Their steps they did double,     (bones,

And said if they’d get me they’d break all my

They said if they’d get me,

A prisoner they’d make me    (rone.

Transmit me to Onag, and hang me in Ty-