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FANNY BLAIR
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One morning, one morning, one morning in May, As I went a-walking to breathe the sweet air; A young man came to me, these words he did say: "There's vengeance sworn against you by young Fanny Blair!'
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"There is young Fanny Blair scarce eleven years old,
I'm a-going to die, so the truth I'll unfold.
I never had dealing with her in my time, 'Tis hard to die for another man's crime?"
3
Just before they counted table young Fanny was there, Brought up to profess herself she did prepare, Of the judge's hard swearing I'm ashamed for to tell. Says the judge: "Your old mother has tutored you well."
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"There is one more thing of my old parents I crave In the midst of their garden for to dig my grave; I come of respectable parents, that's what you may know, I was bora in old England, brought up in Tyrone." |
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