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Pennytree Fair - a ballad

If ye'r going to Pennytree Fair
(What once was fair grows ugly with time)
Remember me to a lass who lives there,
The finest lass and a true love of mine.

And tell her to make me a fine golden cloak
(What once was sweet grows bitter with time)
With no twine, no seam and no needlework
To prove them all that she shall be mine.

Tell her to wash it in deep yonder well
(What once was sad grows merry with time)
Where ne'er a drop of water e'er fell
Deep and forlorn like the true love of mine.

We'll hang it to dry on an acre of land
(What once was deep grows shallow with time)
Betwixt the salt water and sweet river strand,
Sweet and bitter like true love of mine.

Then we shall meet among the wild thorn
(What once was true grows deceitful with time)
Where no man had walked since Hugor was born.
Then we'll share the true love of mine.