Will you come with me, my Phillis dear,
to yon blue mountain free,
Where the blossoms smell the sweetest,
come rove along with me.
It's ev'ry Sunday morning,
When I am by your side,
We'll jump into the wagon,
And all take a ride.
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Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon
And we'll all take a ride.
Where the river runs like silver,
and the birds they sing so sweet,
I have a cabin, Phillis,
And something good to eat;
Come listen to my story,
It will relieve my heart,
So jump into the wagon,
And off we will start.
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Do you believe my Phillis, dear,
Old Mike with all his wealth,
Can make you half so happy,
As I with youth and health?
We'll have a little farm,
A horse, a pig and cow,
And you will mind the dairy,
While I do guide the plow.
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Your lips are red as poppies,
Your hair so slick and neat,
All braided up with dahlias,
And hollyhocks so sweet;
It's ev'ry Sunday morning,
When I am by your side,
We'll jump into the wagon,
And all take a ride.
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Together on life's journey,
We'll travel till we stop,
And if we have no trouble,
We'll reach the happy top;
Then come with me, sweet Phillis,
My dear, my lovely bride,
We'll jump into the wagon,
And all take a ride.
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