There was a warm wind with the high tide
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on the south of the hill.
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When a young girl went a-walking
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and I followed with a will.
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``Good day to you, my fine young lady
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with your lips so sweetly full.
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May I help you comb your long hair ---
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sweep it from that brow so cool?''
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Up, ride with the kelpie.
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I'll steal your soul to the deep.
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If you don't ride with me while the devil's free
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I'll ride with somebody else.
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Well I'm a man when I'm feeling
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the urge to step ashore.
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So I may charm you --- not alarm you.
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Tell you all fine things, and more.
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Up, ride with the kelpie.
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I'll steal your soul to the deep.
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If you don't ride with me while the devil's free
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I'll ride with somebody else.
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Say goodbye to all your dear kin ---
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for they hate to see you go
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in your young prime, to this place of mine
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in the still loch far below.
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Up, ride with the kelpie.
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I'll steal your soul to the deep.
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If you don't ride with me while the devil's free
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I'll ride with somebody else.
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Kelpie
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Jethro Tull |