Green Grow the Rashes, O  24452

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  • first line (public domain):
    Green grow the rashes, O;
              Green grow the rashes, O;
    The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
              Are spent among the lasses, O.

    There's nought but care on ev'ry han',
              In ev'ry hour that passes, O:
    What signifies the life o' man,
              An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.
                   Green grow &c.
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Locations in Harold's Library

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