There was a fair young lady so lately I've been told
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She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woes;
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Her uncle had a ploughboy, which Mollie liked quite well
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And in her uncle's garden their tender love did tell.
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So early one morning this old man he arose
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And at Mollie's room door he hastened on his clothes,
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Saying, " Arise you handsome female, and married you shall be
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For the squire is a-waiting on the banks of sweet Dundee.
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"A fig to all your squires, to lord and Jews likewise,
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For William 'pears like diamonds a-glittering in my eyes."
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"You never shall have Willie, nor happy shall you be
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For I mean to banish Willie from the banks of sweet Dundee."
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The first crowd came on Willie when he was all alone,
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He fought full hard for his liberty, but there were eight to one;
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"Pray kill me now," says Willie, "Pray kill me now," says he
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"For I'd rather die for Mollie on the banks of sweet Dundee."
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As Mollie was walking, lamenting for her love
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She meets the wealthy squire, all in her uncle's grove.
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"Stand off, stand off!" says Mollie, "Stand off, you man," says she,
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"For I'd rather die for Willie on the banks of sweet Dundee."
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He threw his arms around her and crushed her to the ground,
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There she spied two pistols and a sword beneath his morning-gown;
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The pistols she slipped slyly, and the sword she used free
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She shot and killed the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
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Her uncle overheard them, come hastening to the grove
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Saying, "You've killed the wealthy squire, prepare for your death-blow,"
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"Stand off, stand off!" says Mollie, "Stand off, you man, says she,"
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So the trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
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The doctor being sent for, he knew that they were killed
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Also there came a lawyer to write the old man's will.
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He willed his gold to Mollie, because she fought so free
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Then closed his eyes to write no more on the banks of sweet Dundee
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The Banks Of Sweet Dundee
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Andy M. Stewart |