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I lifted her by the hand,
While she gave a heavy sigh,
(illegible text) not leave me, she cried, Johnny,
Do not leave me, or I'll die.
(illegible text)r maids they will disdain me,
And say I've play'd the wanton soon,
(illegible text)ot leave me here a pining,
Condoling my fate by the light of the moon.
⟨Then⟩ he said, my lovely Sally,
Be not troubled nor afraid,
⟨Once⟩ thou'st yeilded thy charms to me,
I'll be true to thee he said.
⟨Thy⟩ father he is rich and wealthy,
And he calls me a silly clown;
⟨But⟩ we have got a secret pleasure,
To dandle the child by the light of the moon.
⟨Thy⟩ father he is rich and wealthy,
And he has no child but thee,
⟨Thy⟩ father he has gold in plenty,
He must leave it all to thee.
Or if he does not, I'll make a bargain,
And I'll make it very soon,
The first of us that does recant,
Must dandle the child by the light of the moon.
When six long ⟨months⟩ was past and over,
Sally's waist began to swell,
