So Early In The Spring by Pentangle
So early, early in the spring
I shipped on board to serve my king
I left my dearest dear behind
She oftimes swore her heart was mine
And all the time I sailed the seas
I could not find a moment's ease
For thinking of my dearest dear
but never a word of her could I hear
At last I sailed into Glasco town
I searched the streets both up and down
Inquiring for my dearest dear
but never a word of her could I hear
I went straight way to her father's hall
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