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"Willie Moore"
(Traditional)

Willie Moore was a king
His age, 21
And he courted a damsel fair
Her eyes were as bright as silvery moonlight
And wavy black was her hair
Her beauty was known both far and wide
Her kindness and wisdom, too
But Willie was dark and strange, little known
By the world outside of these two
He courted her both night and day
'Til marriage she did agree
And Willie was happy
As happy as a poor little soul like Willie could be
In an instant he lost his lady love
In the dark of a feverish night
And Willie placed all that was let of his hope
In a charm he laid by her bedside
And into the ground she never did go
Nor to a graveyard tune
That night she and Willie danced
By the light of a  shining, silvery moon
Willie Moore was a king
His age, 21
And he courted a damsel fair
Her eyes were as bright as silvery moonlight
And wavy black was her hair

TRIVIA:
- This song has not yet been officially released.

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