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 ( 6 ) While mine is very sad, Since my true love is absent from me

I'll put on my Cap of black, And my Fringe about my neck And Rings on my Fingers I’ll wear All this I’ll undertake For my true Lovers sake, For he rides in the Curragh of Kildare

A Livery I’ll wear. And I’ll comb down my hair, And I’ll dress in the velvets of green Straight way I will repair, To the Curragh of Kildare- And ’tis there I’ll get tidings from him

with patience she did wait. Till he ran for the late, Thnking young Johnston there to find But fortune proved unkind To that sweet heart of mine. For he’s gone to the Lorgansfrom n

I would not think it strange, The wide World for to range If I could but obtain my Delight;