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As I Roved Out
   ------Sam Amidon

As I roved out
On a cold winter’s night,
Drinking all the sweet wine,
I spied that girl,
Sweet little girl,
Who broke this heart of mine.
What is it, banjo?

Her cheeks are like some red roses
That bloom in the month of June.
Her voice is like some melody
That's always on some tune.
What is it, banjo?

I wish to the lord that I never been born
Or died when I was young.
I never woulda kissed your red, ruby lips
Or heard your lying tongue.
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What is it, banjo?

Oh, the green, green grass
Trampled under foot
Will rise and bloom again.

Oh, love is a killing thing.
Did you ever feel such pain?