.As I roved out
On a cold winterâs night
Drinking of sweet wine
I spied that girl
Sweet little girl
Who broke this heart of mine
What d'you say, banjo?
Her cheeks are like some red roses
That bruise in the month of June, oh
Her voice is like some men strumming
Tha.
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