Misc Traditional – Blow Away The Morning Dew (Guitar)

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1 Upon the sweetest summer time In the middle of the morn,

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A pretty damsel I espied, The fairest ever born.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The dew, and the dew.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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She gathered to her lovely flowers, And spent her time in sport;

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As if in pretty Cupid's bowers She daily did resort.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The rose, and the rue.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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The yellow cowslip by the brim, The daffodil as well,

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The timid primrose, pale and trim, Likewise the snowdrop bell.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The dew, and the dew.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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And ever, ever as she did Those pleasant flowers pull,

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She rais'd herself and fetch'd a sigh And wish'd her apron full.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The rose, and the rue.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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Then did I offer her to pluck Of every flower that grew,

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No herb nor flower then I missed But only bitter rue.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The dew, and the dew.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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Both she and I did bow in pain To gather quite a store,

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 Until the modest maiden said, "Kind sir, I'll have no more."

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The rose, and the rue.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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Yet still did I with willing heart Essay some more to pull

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" No thank you, sir," she said, "we part, Because my apron's full."

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The dew, and the dew.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.

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 She's gone with all those flowers sweet, Of white, of red and blue,

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 And unto me about my feet Is only left the rue.

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And sing blow away the morning dew,

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The rose, and the rue.

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Blow away the morning dew,

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How sweet the winds do blow.