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and besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee
o cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise
We ll be true to one another, i ll buy for you a horse me love
And sent them to the wars me love in high germany, my friends i do not value nor my foes i do not fear, and sent them to the wars me love in high germany
Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me, they pressed my true love from me likewise my brothers three
And all my life shall i be riding by your side, we ll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry
o cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise
I ll take you to the war me love in high germany, the road has now begun
and all my life shall i be riding by your side
Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum
And besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee, my feet they are so tender Dubliners, o cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, now my love has left me i wander far and near
O cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
and besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee
And when my baby it is born and smiling on my knee, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany, o polly love
O polly love, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
O polly love, they pressed my true love from me likewise my brothers three
And when my baby it is born and smiling on my knee, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany, and sent them to the wars me love in high germany
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, i will think of lovely willy in high germany
They pressed my true love from me likewise my brothers three, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me
o polly love
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, my friends i do not value nor my foes i do not fear The, the road has now begun
O willy come list what i do say, my friends i do not value nor my foes i do not fear Dubliners, my feet they are so tender
And all my life shall i be riding by your side, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany Dubliners, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum
i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
O willy come list what i do say, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum
And sent them to the wars me love in high germany, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
They pressed my true love from me likewise my brothers three, we ll be true to one another, they pressed my true love from me likewise my brothers three
Not fitted for the war me love in high germany, o cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise
We ll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum Dubliners, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum
O polly love, the road has now begun Dubliners, now my love has left me i wander far and near
I ll take you to the war me love in high germany, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me
get married bye and bye
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, o polly love, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, o willy come list what i do say, o polly love
We ll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry, and besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me
Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me, o willy come list what i do say High, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me
The road has now begun, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
And on it you shall ride, and besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee
And when my baby it is born and smiling on my knee, and we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, get married bye and bye
My feet they are so tender, get married bye and bye, and out of merry england press many a man likewise
And we must go a marching at the beating of the drum, we ll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry The, i ll take you to the war me love in high germany
And all my life shall i be riding by your side, now my love has left me i wander far and near
I cannot march away, and besides my dearest willy i am with child by thee
And out of merry england press many a man likewise, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me
the road has now begun
And out of merry england press many a man likewise, o polly love, go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me