Ah poor bird,
take thy flight
far above the sorrows
of this sad night
Thou poor bird
mounst the tree
where sweetly thou dist
warble, in thy wandering free
Oh my Love
Lov'st thou me,
then quickly come and save
him, who dies for thee
sung in conjuncture with 'Rose Red', 'Soul Cake', and 'Hey Ho Nobody at Home'
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