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Song title: Bob Dylan - House Carpenter

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Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met, cried she
Ive just returned from the salt, salt sea
And its all for the love of thee

I could have married a kings daughter there
She would have married me
But I have forsaken my kings daughter there
Its all for the love of thee

Well, if you could have married a kings daughter there
Im sure youre the one to blame
For I am married to a house carpenter
And Im sure hes a fine young man

Forsake, forsake your house carpenter
And come away with me
Ill take you where the green grass grows
On the shores of sunny italy

So up she picked her babies three
And gave them kisses, one, two, three
Saying take good care of your daddy while Im gone
And keep him good company.

Well, they were sailin about two weeks
Im sure it was not three
When the younger of the girls, she came on deck
Sayin she wants company

Well, are you weepin for your house and home?
Or are you weepin for your babies three?
Well, Im not weepin for my house carpenter
Im weepin for my babies three.

Oh what are those hills yonder, my love
They look as white as snow
Those are the hill of heaven, my love
You and Ill never know

Oh what are those hills yonder, my love
They look as dark as night
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love
Where you and I will unite

Oh twice around went the gallant ship
Im sure it was not three
When the ship all of a sudden, it sprung a leak
And it drifted to the bottom of the sea

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