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My true love went riding out
In white and green and gray
Past the pale of Offa's wall
Where she was wont to stray
And there she came upon
A white and wounded fawn
Singing
Oh, oh
The hazards of love
She, being full of charity
A credit to her sex
Sought to right the fawn's hind legs
When here her plans were vexed
The taiga shifted strange
The beast began to change
Singing
Oh, oh
The hazards of love
Singing
Oh, oh oh oh
The hazards of love
You'll learn soon enough
The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone
Undone
Fifteen lissome maidens lay
Alone in their bower
Fourteen occupations paid
To pass the idle hour
But Margaret heaves a sigh
Her hands clasped to her thigh
Singing
Oh, oh
The hazards of love
Singing
Oh, oh oh oh
The hazards of love
You'll learn soon enough
The prettiest whistles won't wrestle the thistles undone
Undone
Undone
Undone
Undone
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