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Oh No Not I
vocals, guitar Susan Jean Repath
irish bouzouki, base guitar David K.
A newfoundland sailor was walking on the strand
He spied a pretty fair young maid and took her by the hand
Oh will you go to Newfoundland along with me he cried
But the answer that she gave to him was Oh no not I
If I were to marry you on me t'would be the blame
My friends and relations would scorn me to shame
If you were born of noble blood and I of low degree
Do you think that I could marry you well it's Oh no not me
Six months being over and seven coming nigh
This pretty fair young maiden began to look so shy
Her corsets would not meet and her apron would not tie
Made her think on all the times when she said Oh no not I
Eight months being over and nine months coming on
This pretty fair young maiden she brought forth a son
She wrote a letter to her love "please come most speedily"
But the answer he gave to her was On no not me
He said my pretty fair young maid the best thing you can do
Is to take take your child upon your back and a begging you will go
It's when that you are tired and you lay you down to cry
Make you think on all the times when you said Oh no not I
So come all you fair young maids and warning take by me
Don't ever but your faith in the green willow tree
The roots they will wither and the leaves they will die
Make you think on all the times that you said On no not I
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