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Come you not from Newcastle?, for voice & piano (Folk Songs, Vol. 3) Lyrics

Lyricist- Benjamin Britten

Artist- Sarah Brightman

Album-The Trees They Grow So High

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.Come you not from Newcastle?
Come you not there away?
O met you not my true love,
Riding on a bonny bay?

Why should not I love my love?
Why should not my love love me?
Why should not I speed after him,
Since love to all is free?

And all lines are repeated on.

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