Come Away summer fall 2002
Oh, there is no place to rest
And the hall of this lord it is cold
I will away to the wood and there lie down
For once I had a love of my own
Arise, come away my dove
Leave the dust behind
Untie your apron, let it fall
I have a gown all to robe thee, love
Arise, come away my dove
My steed he is standing by
And we will away through the night
Silver and linen to robe thee, my love
I have paid dear my dove
Oh, leave the rest behind
I have a crown awaiting
And your love all within my breast
Cloak of my heart to robe thee, my dove
Cloak of my heart for thee.
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