I KNOW MY LOVE

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I know my love by his way of walking

And I know my love by his way of talking

And I know my love dressed in his jersey blue

And if my love leaves me what will I do?

And still she cried I love him the best

And a tiring mind can know no rest

And still she cried, bonny boys are few

And if my love leaves me what will I do.

Theres a dance house down Mardyke

And there my true love goes every night

And he talks a strange on upon his knee

And dont you think that vexes me?

If my love knew I could wash and wring

And my love knows I could weave and spin

Id make a suit of the finest kind,

But the want of money leaves me behind.