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Rockin' The
On a bright summer's I chanced to go roving
by the clear river I rollicked along.
I heard an old man making sad
He was the cradle and the child not his own.
Hi ho, hi ho, my laddie lie aisy
For perhaps your own daddy might be known.
I'm and sighing and rocking the cradle,
And the baby that's none of my own.
When first that I married your inconstant
I thought myself to be blessed with a wife.
But for my misfortune, I was mistaken
proved both a curse and a plague on my life.
She goes out night to a ball or a party
And leaves me here he cradle alone.
The innocent he calls me his daddy
But little he that he's none of my own.
Now all ye young men that's inclined to get married
my advice and let the women alone.
For by the Lord Harry, if ever you
They'll leave you with a baby that's none of own.
(or "and swear it's own".)
by Clancys, Ian Cambell Folk Group, Ed Trickett, Buffy
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