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Over the mountain and over the moor,

Hungry and weary I wander forlorn;

My father is dead and my mother is poor,

And she grieves for the days that will never return;

Give me some food for my mother in charity,

Give me some food and then I will be gone.

Pity, kind gentlemen, friends of humanity,

Cold blows the wind and the night’s coming on.

Call me not indolent beggar and bold enough,

Fain would I learn both to knit and to sew;

I’ve two little brothers at home, when they’re old enough,

They will work hard for the gifts you bestow;

Pity, kind gentlemen, friends of humanity,

Cold blows the wind, and the night’s coming on;

Give me some food for my mother in charity,

Give me some food, and then I will be gone.