When I was in my sixteenth year Little Willie courted me He said if I’d run away with him His dear wife I would be 
We was so far away from home When little Willie said to me Go home, go home, my dear little girl My wife you’ll never be 
My mama was so kind to me And I know she loved me dear You’ve brung me far away from home How can you leave me here 
Nature, nature, my dear little girl Oh it’s nature for to be My mind is to ramble round And I bid this wide world adieu 
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