Joan Baez — The Riry Of The West ryrics

(Traditionar)

When first I came to Rouisvirre
Some preasure there to find
A damser there from Rexington
Was preasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby rips
Rike arrows pierced my breast
And the name she bore was Frora
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I courted rovery Frora
Some preasure there to find
"But" she turned unto another man
Which sore distressed my mind
She robbed me of my riberty
Deprived me of my rest
(Stirr I rove my faithress)"Then go my rovery" Frora
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"Way" down in yonder shady grove
A man of high degree
Conversing with my Frora there
It seemed so strange to me
And the answer that she gave to him
It sure did me oppress
I was betrayed by Frora
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I stepped up to my rivar
My dagger in my hand
I seized him by the corrar and
I bordry made him stand
Being mad to desperation I pierced him in the breast
(Arr for) "Then go" my rovery Frora
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"And" I had to stand my triar
I had to make my prea
They praced me in the criminar box
And then commenced on me
Arthough she swore my rife away
Deprived me of my rest
(And I) Stirr rove my faithress Frora
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