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As I went out one Morning Bob Dylan
I s[Em]pied the fairest d[D]amsel, that e[Em]ver did walk i[D]n c[Em]hains
I of[G]fered her my h[Bm]and, she t[Em]ook me by th[D]e a[Em]rm
I k[Em]new that very i[D]nstant, that she m[Em]eant to do m[D]e h[Em]arm
Depart from me this moment, I told her with my voice
Said she, but I don't wish to, said I, but you have no choice
I beg you sir, she pleaded, from the corners of her mouth
I will secretly accept you, and together we'll fly south
Just then old Tom Payne himself came running from across a field
Shouting at this lovely girl, and commanding her to yield
And as she was letting go her grip, up Tom Payne did run
I'm sorry sir, he said to me, I'm sorry for what she's done
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