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Folk Song

X:1 T:We Be Three Poor Mariners C:Trad Z:Webmaster K: % W:1 W:Wee be three poore Mariners, newly come from the seas, W:We live our lives in jeopardy whiles others live a ease: W:Shall we goe daunce the round? W:And he that is a bully boy, come pledge me on this ground. W: W:2 W:We care not for these martiall men, that doe our states disdaine: W:But we care for those Marchant men, Which doe our states maintaine. W:To them we daunce this round, a round, a round: W:To them we daunce this round: And he that is a bully boy, come pledge me on this ground. % % % % %

					
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