Farewell, Angelina

Farewell, Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
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Come all of you cowboys all over this land I'll sing you the law of the Ranger's command. To hold a six-shooter and never to run As long as there's bullets in both of your guns. I met a fair maiden whose name I don't know I asked her to the round-up with me would she go. She said she'd go with me to the cold round-up And drink that hard liquor from a cold bitter cup. We started for the round-up in the fall of the year Expecting to get there with a herd of fat steer. When the rustlers broke on us in the dead hour of night She rose from her warm bed a battle to fight. She rose from her warm bed with a gun in each hand Saying, "Come all you cowboys, and fight for your land." Come all of you cowboys, and don't ever run As long as there's bullets in both of your guns.
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Yellow is the color of my true love's hair
In the morning, when we rise, In the morning, when we rise
That's the time
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How many times have you heard someone say
"If I had his money, I could do things my way?"
Little they know that it's so hard to find
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Oh, Mary was a maiden
When the birds began to sing.
She was sweeter than the blooming rose
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Que sont mes amis devenus
Que j'avais de si près tenus
Et tant aimés
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