Peter Crawley

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As I rambled out one morning,it been the month of June,
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I strayed into an old church yard,to view a Nobel's tomb.
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I overheard an old man say, As the tears rolled from his eyes,
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Tis 'neath that cold, cold clay today, poor Peter Crawley lies."

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Oh, the grave where Peter Crawley lies beneath the grass grows green;
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And underneath poor Peter sleeps, because he loved the green.
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It grieves my heart to see you there, s hero once in bloom;
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For untimely death that has brought you here, o fill the silent tomb.

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Oh, Crawley, oh, Crawley, come tell to me the truth:
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Who went along that night with you, to clue those lonely woods?
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Who stood beside that brave old oak, and fired that signal gun?
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Because you were a young Fenian bold, snd died for Ireland's love.

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