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Meg
At Sixteen Years I Was Blue Ans Sad
Then father Said I Should find A Lad
So I Set Out To Become A Wife
An found The Real Love Of My Life
His Name It Was Chris
And The Last Was Macgill
I Met Him One Night Pickin flowers On The Hill
He Had Lots Of Charm An A Certain Kind O Touch
An A Certain Kind Of Eagerness That Pleased Me Very Much
So There Neath The Moon Where Romance Often Springs
I Gave Him My Heart An A few Other Things
I Dont Know How Long That I Stayed Up On The Hill
But The Moon Had Disappeared
And So Had Christopher Macgill
So I Went Home An I Thought Id Die
Till father Said
Make Another Try
So Out I Went To Become A Wife
An found The Real Love Of My Lfe
He Came from The Lowlands
The Lowlands Said He
I Saw Him An Knew He Was Perfect for Me
Jus One Thing That Puzzled Me An It Always Will
Was He Told Me He Had Heard About Me from His friend Macgill
We Quick fell In Love An Went Down By The Creek
The Next Day He Said Hed Be Back In A Week
An I Thought He Would
for Now How Was I To Know
That Of All The Lowland Laddies
There Was Never One As Low
I Told My father The Awful Truth
He Said
What Difference Yeve Got Your Youth
So Out I Went Mad To Be A Wife
An found The Real Love Of My Life
Oh
He Was A Poet
A Rhymer Was He
He Read Me Some Verse He Had Written for Me
He Said They Would Move Me
These Poems from His Pen
An How Right He Was
Because They Moved Me Right Into The Glen
We Stayed Till The Dawn Came An Lighted The Sky
Then I Shook His Hand An I Bid Him Good-bye
I Never Went Back
for What I Had Heard Was True
That A Poet Only Writes About The Things He Cannot Do
My Pa Said
Look Out for Men Who Think
Yell Be More Certain With Men Who Drink
So Out I Went To Become A Wife
An found The Real Love Of My Life
Oh
He Was A Solier
A fine Highland Son
He Told Me About All The Battle Hed Won
He Wasted His Time Tellin Me About His Might
for One Look At Him Decided Me To Not Put Up A fight
We Skirmished for Hours That Night In The Glen
An I found The Sword Has More Might Than The Pen
But When I Was Drowsin I Snored To My Dismay
An He Thought It Was A Bugle An Got Up An Marched Away
Now Pa Said
Daughter
There Must Be One
Someone Whos True
Or Too Old To Run
So Im Still Lookin To Be A Wife
An find The Real Love Of My Life
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"Love Song Lyric : The Love Of My Life"
"Artist : Alan Jay Lerner"
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