An' when Tacoma ready he order his coachman to harness up the horses. An' when he start he carry lots of present, an' hitch a grey horse behind the buggy, an' take along with him t'ree pieces of music.
An' this time Tacoma didn' know the gal was a old-witch, an' all what Tacoma talk from home the gal really know everything.
An' he reach up the yard an' sing:—
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I will make you have a present of a nice gold watch, Just to wear it on your side for to let the people see, If you'll only be my true lover, If you'll only be my true lover. |
An' the gal answer:—
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No, no, dear, not for all your gold watch, I will never be yours true lover, I will never be yours true lover. |