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Bushes and Briars

Through bushes and briars I lately took my way
All for to hear the small birds sing,
And the lambs to skip and play.

I overheard my own true love,
Her voice, it was so clear,
Long time, I have been waiting
for the coming of my dear.

Sometimes I am uneasy
And troubled in my mind.
Sometimes I think
I'll go to my love
And tell to him my mind

And if I should go to my love,
My love he will say nay,
If I show to him my boldness
He'll ne'er love me again