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 Early one mornin' one mornin' in 
 To hear the birds  the nightingales sing
 I met a fair maiden  sweetly did sing
 I'm going to be married  Monday morning.
 
 How  are you my fair young maid,
 Here in this valley this valley so 
 How old are you  fair young maid,
 I'm goin' to be sixteen next Monday 
 
 Well sixteen years old, that's too young for  marry
 So take my advice, five years longer  tarry
 For marriage brings troubles and  begin
 So put  your wedding for Monday mornin'.
 
 You talk like a mad man, a man with  skill
 Two years I've been waiting against my own 
 Now  determined to have my own way
 And I'm going to be married next Monday 
 
 And next Monday mornin' the bells  will ring
 And my true love will  me a gay gold ring
 Also he'll buy me a new pretty 
  wear at my wedding next Monday mornin'
 
 Next Monday night  I go to my bed
 And I turn round to the man that  wed
  his middle my two arms I will fling,
 And I wish to my  it was Monday mornin'.