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When I was in my prime
I flourished like a vine
There came along a false young man
Come stole the heart of mine
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
The pink's no flower at all
For it fades away too soon
And the violet is too pale a hue
I think I'll wait till June
In June the red rose blooms
That's not the flower for me
But then I'll pluck the red rose off
And plant a willow tree
And the willow tree shall weep
And the willow tree shall whine
I wish I was in the young man's arms
That stole the heart of mine
If I'm spared for one year more
And if God should grant me that grace
I'll weep a bowl of crystal tears
To wash his deceitful face
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