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Bonny Woodhall
Martin Carthy
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By Calder's clear valley, by Calder's clear stream
Where I and my Annie together were seen
Days they passed swiftly and happy were we
It is little she thought that a soldier I'd be
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On the twentieth of August our regiment was lost
When a shot from the enemy, our line came across
Struck me on the forehead, the blood it run down
I reeled and I staggered, I fell to the ground
"Oh, come here," cries the captain, "Come here with good speed
For I fear by a bullet young Dinsmore is dead"
They brought me the water and the whiskey so free
And they turned me all over my wounds for to see
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If my Annie she were here, she would bind up my wounds
One kiss from her sweet mouth would staunch all the stews
But if fortune smile on me and back I return
I will sport with you, Annie, by Calder's clear burn
For it's when that I am weary and I think on Lang Syne
When I was a young man and I worked down the mine
Tears they do trickle and down they do fall
Like the dew on the daisies in bonny Woodhall
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