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Sweet Alice

joy of all the country wide. mor-row she'd be my bonny bride. now her grave is flower-strown. off to Al-ice my spir-it flies.

please her most,That she loves me ev-er the same,That she please her most, That she loves me ev-er the same,That she please her most, That she loves me ev-er the same,That she yearn the most, For she loves me ev-er the same, For she