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Lidové písně - Anglické
Come listen a while and I'll sing you a song Of three merry gentlemen riding along. They met with Sweet Joan and to her did say, I'm afraid this cold morning will do you some harm. O no kind sir, the maiden said, This cold morning will do me no harm. There's one thing I crave lies betwixt your legs, If you give me that, it will keep me warm. He got off his horse - she mounted it quick. Looking the gentleman hard in the face Says, You knew not my meaning, you wrong understand me. And away she went galloping down the green lane.