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I wish, I wish but it's all in vain,
I wish I were a maid again,
But a maid again I ne’er can be
Since that boy lay still with me.

I wish my baby it were born
And smiling on his daddy's knee,
And I would be in yon churchyard
With long green grass growing over me.

Oh when my apron strings hung low
He followed me through frost and snow,
But now my apron’s to my chin
He passes by and he says nothing

Oh, there's an alehouse in this town,
Where my love goes and sits himself down,
He takes this strange girl on his knee,
And isn't that a grief for me.

Oh grief oh grief I'll tell you why:
That girl has more gold than I,
More gold than I more beauty, more fame,
But she will come like me again

So I wish I wish but it's all in vain,
I wish I were a maid again,
But a maid again I ne’er can be,
Till apples grow from an orange tree.

Dig me a grave long wide and deep
With a marble something at my feet
Two purple-white doves up above
To let the world know that I died for love

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from The Albino Peacock, released April 2, 2016
Trad: arr.Bonfire Radicals

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