调：Db major•
Verse 1
my door
and he made such a din
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and let your lover in
Well, I got up and I let him in
It was five o 'clock in the morning
the joys of love to tend
Well, I got up and I let him in,
but he had to hear the stroke of four
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On Wednesday night he
came to my door
a little bit late in time.
I'd have been here sooner,
you darlin' girl,
but the hill was too hard to climb.
He wasn't long all in my arms
before he let me be
Then out of the house and down
the road
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On Thursday night he came to my door
Come give me a drink, you darling girl
All night long he fought with it
And I had to help him through
And I heard him sigh as
he rose to go,
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On Friday night he came to my door,
a -shakin' in every limb.
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Well, I got up and I carried him in,
and I gently laid him down.
to reach the stroke of one.
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to my door.
He came on his hands and knees.
Oh, don't get up, you darling girl.
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Stay in an d let me be.
he fell down in the swoon.
For all I tried to raise him up,
he lay till Sunday noon.
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