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Oh, the moon shines bright and the stars they give light
And his fair miss she were all alone, lone, lone
There is something in the way that causes him to stay
While his fair miss she were all alone, lone, lone
His fair miss she were all alone
Her true love come at last, he come very fast
Come a-crippling through the plain
His fair miss arose and she drew on her clothes
For to welcome her own lover in, in, in
Welcome her own lover in
Oh, my pretty chicken, my sweet crowing chicken
Do not crow before day
And I'll make you the wings of a beaten yellow gold
And a comb of a silver so gay, gay, gay
A comb of a silver so gay
But this chicken proved false-hearted
He crowed one hour too soon
Her true love went away before the break of day
And he rode by the light of the moon
And he rode by the light of the moon
Saddled up her milk-white steed, all so burned up all gray
She rode until the edge of the wood
And on till the break of day, day, day
And on till the end of the day
My true, true love, my sweet turtle dove
When will I see you again?
When the sun and the moon shine in the North Sea
And the sky shall shed no more rain, rain, rain
The sky shall shed no more rain
The moon shines bright and the stars they give light
And his fair miss she were all alone