Tonalidad: A major•
Verse 1
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I have a song to sing, O!
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Sing me a song, O!
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It is sung to the moon by a lovelorn loon
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Who fled from the mocking throng, O!
It's the song of a merry man,
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Whose soul was sad
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and whose glance was glum,
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Who sipped no sup and who
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Hey -dee!
Hey -dee!
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Misery me lacquered hey -dee!
He sipped no sup and he
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
I have a song to sing, oh!
What is your song, oh?
It is sung with the ring
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of the songsmaids sing,
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Who love with a love life long, oh!
It's a song of a maidymaid
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purely proud,
Who loved her lord and
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who laughed aloud
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At the moan of the maidyman
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Whose soul was sad
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and whose glance was glum,
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Who sipped no sap and who
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Hey -dee!
Hey -dee!
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Lack -a -dee -dee!
He sipped no sap and he
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
I have a song to sing, oh!
Sing me a song, oh!
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It is sung to the knell of a churchyard bell,
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And a doleful dirge ding -dong.
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Oh, it's the song of
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a popinjay bravely born,
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Who turned up his noble nose with scorn
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At the humble merry maid,
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purely proud,
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Who loved her lord and who laughed aloud
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At the moan of the merry
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man, moping mum,
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Whose soul was sad
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and whose glance was glum,
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Who sipped no sup and who
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Heide, Heide,
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Misery me lack a lady,
He sipped no sup and he
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craved no crumbs,
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He sighed for the love of a lady.
I have a song to sing.
Sing me your song.
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It is sung with a sigh an d a tear in the eye,
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For it tells of a right and wrong.
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It's a song of a merry maid, once so gay,
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Who turned on her heel and
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tripped away
From the Peacock,
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hoping she bravely fell on,
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Who turned up when no
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one else was gone,
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And the humble heart that he did not prize,
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So she begged on her knees
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with downcast eyes
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For the love of a merry man,
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Whose soul was sad
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and whose glance was glum,
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Who sipped no sap and who
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craved no crumb,
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As he sighed for the love of a lady.
Haydee! Haydee!
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Misery me a black lady,
His pains were hard and he
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sighed no more,
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For he lived in the love of a lady.
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