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the main	A
Dear dear I've been thrice broken hearted	B
And thrice but ah let me refrain	A
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There was not a lassie in Plessy	C
Nay truly there was not a lad	D
That morning you left us all Bessy	C
But dropped a kind tear and look's sad	D
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A week ere ye went ye were married	E
Yes yes I remember aright	E
The lads and the lasses all hurried	E
To dance at your bridals that night	E
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With others were Mary from Horton	F
And Harry from over the fields	G
Your prim cousin Peggy from Chirton	F
And diddler Allen from Shields	G
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Piper Tom with his pipes in the corner	H
Did pipe till the red morn a broke	I
And we danced and we sung in our turn or	J
Gave vent to our glee in a joke	I
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That seems but last night tho' eleven	F
Black winters have flown since and yet	E
Ye're bright as yon star in the heaven	F
Whilst I but I winnot regret	E
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Ye're just bright and fresh and as rosy	C
As when ye last left us all just	E
Whilst I am a poor wither'd posy	C
The passer has strampt in the dust	E
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This was not so always no clearly	C
When lasses the burnie has shown	F
The rose on your dimpled cheek nearly	C
Out matched by the rose on my own	F
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Twinn'd sisters appeared we and canny	C
Together we'd link o'er the wold	E
When Bessy's bit secrets to Nanny	C
And Nanny's to Bessy were told	E
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Nay's one we grew up until Harry	C
Was mine but was mine for how long	K
Then the changes that followed the worry	C
The guilt and the shame and the wrong	K
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Ye knew my 'curst bane and besetter	C
Brown Piers with the thievish black e'e	C
He danced at your wedding and better	C
Than any but Harry danced he	C
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The sight sent the lasses a skarling	K
Whenever he came into view	L
And many a fond mother's darling	K
Has lived his deception to rue	L
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Meg Wilson a down the green loaning	K
Skipped with him a fine afternoon	F
When last she went there she was moaning	K
Her heart like a harp out of tune	F
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Even Cary the dour looking donnet	E
Who'd looked on my downfall with scorn	F
Was smit with his blink and her bonnet	E
One Monday was found in the corn	F
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Nay many with him tripped and tumbled	E
As I'd tripped and tumbled what then	F
Not one by her fall was so humbled	E
Or put to one half of my pain	F
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When Harry was brought on a barrow	C
A corpse from the pit had I known	F
But Brown who had long been his marrow	C
Then who was so kind as Piers Brown	F
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He showed himself ready and willing	K
To lighten the load I endured	E
He gather'd me many a shilling	K
And whatso I needed procured	E
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The bones of my Harry right duly	C
Were laid in the grave by his aid	E
Then slipt he to see me too truly	C
So slipt till my pride was low laid	E
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There's many to point and to titter	C
At one who has happen'd a fall	M
And into the cup that is bitter	C
The petty still empty their gall	M
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There's many to point and to titter	C
At one that has happened to fall	M
And into my potion so bitter	C
The petty so emptied their gall	M
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Then mine was a hardship and trouble	N
When touch'd by deceit's magic mace	C
My pride went away like a bubble	N
Then mine was a pitiful case	C
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Then deep on my cheek burn'd the scarlet	E
The token of sin and of shame	O
And many did call me a harlot	E
More worthy than I of the name	O
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Then mishap to mishap like billow	C
To billow succeeded and I	P
Was laid with my head on my pillow	C
And no one to solace me nigh	P
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Then perished the darlings you kindly	C
Remember and ask for alorn	F
I lay by the morsels and blindly	C
Then cursed the dark hour I was born	F
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A lorn by the dead lay I driven	F
To frenzy by grief shame and scorn	F
And lifted my two hands to heaven	F
Then cursed the dark hour I was born	F
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I cursed felt accursed nay that hourly	C
I'd dogged by a black devil been	F
And he when he'd speeded most surely	C
Had held in derision my teen	F
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He'd dazzled and led me to yamour	C
For baubles one ought to despise	C
Then whipt from my vision the glamour	C
And shown the sad truth to my eyes	C
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He'd mounted the air and a snelling	K
Bleak blast had swept valley and plain	F
And the dwelling of joy made the dwelling	K
Of dire desolation and pain	F
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Years long the keen thought of the cruel	N
Black lot of thy crony a led	E
Her to feel and to prate thus and jewel	N
Yet puts a mill wheel in her head	E
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The pale morning finds me a wringing	K
My hands for the decries in vain	F
The day passes by without bringing	K
Me any relief to my pain	F
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Evermore on my heart feeds the canker	C
The cruel reflection that ay	Q
That they for a morsel did hanker	C
I had not a penny to buy	P
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Overcome by despair in confusion	F
Of mind I will wander oft when	F
The prey of a charming delusion	F
They seem to me living again	F
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Again on their hazels a prancing	K
They hie as they hied o'er the way	Q
The midges above them a dancing	K
Are not half so merry as they	Q
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Again up and down the ball boundeth	Q
A tween their bit hands and the earth	Q
Till rapture their senses confoundeth	Q
And laughter gives vent to their mirth	Q
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Again in my sight my woe banished	E
The birds seem a living again	F
Then quickly I find them a vanished	E
And sorrow yet with me and pain	F
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While yet but a lassie I married	E
While yet in my teens I was left	E
Ere olden to frenzy was harried	E
Ere olden of hope I'm a reft	E
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A reed by the wild wind a broken	F
Am I and my tongue in vain seeks	C
To utter the tale which a spoken	F
Would hurry that rose from your cheeks	C
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But let me refrain Since we parted	E
Ah lass since ye went o'er the main	F
Since then I've been thrice broken hearted	E
And thrice but ah let me refrain	F

Joseph Skipsey

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