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The Messenger


Bless you bless you, Burnie bee,
Tell me where my true love be;
Be she East, or be she West,
Seek who she loveth best;
Go whisper in her ear
That I forever think of her;
Tell her all I have to say
Is about our wedding day.
Burnie bee, no longer stay,
Take to your wings and fly away.



 


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