Widdicombe Fair

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Tom Pearse, Tom Pearse, lend me your grey mare
All along, down along, out along lee
For I want for to go to Widdicombe Fair
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With Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney
Peter Day, Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawk
|: Old Uncle Tom Cobleigh and all. :|
2. And when shall I see again my grey mare?
All along, down along, out along lee
By Friday soon, or Saturday noon
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3. Then Friday came and Saturday noon
All along, down along, out along lee
But Tom Pearse's mare has not trotted home.
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4. So Tom Pearse he got up to the top of the hill
All along, down along, out along lee
He see'd his old mare down a-making her will.
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5. So Tom Pearce's old mare, she took sick and died
All along, down along, out along lee
And Tom, he sat down on a stone and he cried.
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6. But this isn't the end of this shocking affair
All along, down along, out along lee
Nor though they be dead of the horrid career.
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7. When the wind whistles cold on the moor of a night
All along, down along, out along lee
Tom Pearse's old mare doth appear ghastly white.
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8. And all the long night be heard skirling and groans
All along, down along, out along lee
From Tom Pearse's old mare and a rattling of bones.
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