MY LOVE HAS GOT A RED, RED NOSE
by Peter Booker My love has got a red, red nose That's newly bloomed in June She went and caught a bluidy cold And it's running like a flume! As fair thou art mah boony lass So deep in love am I, But I will wait a while, mah dear Until yer nose gang dry! Until yer nose gang dry, my dear, And the sneezing is a' done, I think I'll save mah love, mah dear, While that nose o' yourn do run! So fare thee well, mah rheumy love, And fare thee well, goodbye! And I will come again, mah dear When your runny nose gang dry!
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