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I know my love by his way of walking
And i know my love by his way of talking
And i know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me what will i do...
And still she cried: i love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest
And still she cried: bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will i do
There is a dance house in maradyke
And there my true love goes every night
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
Well now don't you think that that vexes me?
And still she cried: i love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest