Vendor's Song
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Adelaide Crapsey
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My songs to sell, sweet maid!
I pray you buy.
Here's one will win a lady's tears,
Here's one will make her gay,
Here's one will charm your true love true
Forever and a day;
Good sir, I pray you buy!
XOh, no, she will not buy.Y
My songs to sell, sweet maid!
I pray you buy.
This one will teach you Lilith's lore,
And this what Helen knew,
And this will keep your gold hair gold,
And this your blue eyes blue;
Sweet maid, I pray you buy!
Oh, no, she will not buy.
If I'd as much money as I could tell,
I never would cry my songs to sell.
I never would cry my songs to sell.
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