The Girl I Left Behind me

The Girl I Left Behind.
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I’m lonesome since I crossed the hills and o’er the moor that’s sedgy.
With heavy thoughts any imlod is filled since I have parted with Peggy parted
Whene’de I turn fall and blind me the place the tears doth
When I think on the charming grace of the girl I left behired me.

The hour I remember well, when next to see doth move me,
The burning lames my heart doth tell since firat she owned she loved me:
In search of some one fair and gay several doth remind me,
I know my darling loves me well, though I left her far behimi me.

The bers shall lavish, make no store, and the dove become a ranger,
The falen water cease to roar before I’ll ever change her:
Each mutual promise faithfully made by her whom tears doth bund me.
And bless the hour I pass away with the gir! I left behind me.

My mind her image full retains whether asleep or waking:
I hope to my love again, for her my heart is breaking:
But if ever I chance to go that way and that shehas not resigned me
I’ll reconcile my mind and stay with the girl I left behind me.