The Old Lord By The Northern Sea (chrom)

THE OLD LORD BY THE NORTHERN SEA
Trad. folk
Miss Doanie Fugate
Key: F
Time: 6/8

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There lived an old lord 
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by the north-ern sea, Bow down.
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There lived an old lord 
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by the north-ern sea,
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The boughs they bend to me,
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There lived an old lord 
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by the north-ern sea,
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and he had daugh-ters, 
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one, two, three.
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That will be true, true to my love,
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Love and my love will be true to me.

A young man come a courting there,
Bow down, bow down.
A young man come a courting there,
The boughs they bend to me,
A young man come a courting there,
He did choose the youngest fair.
I will be true, true to my love,
If my love will be true to me.

He gave to her a gay gold ring,
And to her sister nary a thing.

"O sister, let us go walking out,
To see the ships as they sail about."

They walked along the ocean's rim.
The dark one pushed the fair one in.

"O sister, sister, lend your hand,
And you'll have my share of father's land."

"O sister, sister, lend your glove,
And you may have my own true love."

"I'll lend you neither hand nor glove,
And I'll have your land and your true love."

She bent her breast and away she swam
Until she floated up on the miller's dam.

He robbed her of her gay gold ring,
And pushed her back in the sea again.

The miller was hung for what he take,
And the wicked sister was burned at the stake.