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1. As I was a-walking down by the sea-shore, / Where the winds whistled high, and the waters did roar, / Where the winds whistled high, and the waves raged around, / I heard a fair maid make a pitiful sound, / Crying, O! my love is drowned! / My love must I deplore! / And I never, O! never / Shall see my love more!
2. I never a nobler, a truer did see / A lion in courage, but gentle to me, / An eye like an eagle, a heart like a dove, / And the song that he sang me was ever of love. / Now I cry, O! my love is drowned! / My love must I deplore! / And I never, O! never / Shall see my love more!
3. He is sunk in the waters, there lies he asleep, / I will plunge there as well, I will kiss his cold feet, / I will kiss the white lips, once coral-like red, / And die at his side, for my true love is dead. / Now I cry, O! my love is drowned. / My love must I deplore / And I never, O! never / Shall see my love more!