 Across the rocky mountain I walked for miles and miles
Across the rocky mountain I walked for miles and miles
I'll ne'er forget my mother, God bless her sweetly smile
There was a rich old farmer who lived in a town nearby
He had one lovely daughter, on her I cast my eye
She was most tall and handsome, blue eyes and curly hair
There's no other girl in this world with her I could compare
She was courted by three squires, so well they did agree
She's courted by three squires, so well they did agree
But her heart with with the sailor who crossed the deep blue sea
Well your cheeks they are too rosy, your fingers are too small
Your cheeks they are too rosy, your fingers are too small
Oh, your cheeks they are too rosy to face the cannonball
No, my cheeks are not too rosy, nor fingers aren't too small
My cheeks are not too rosy, nor fingers aren't too small
It would not change my conscience to see ten thousand fall
She was walking through the battlefield, searching up and down
She's walking through the battlefield, searching up and down
All among the dead and wounded, her darling Jack she found
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