On Richmond Hill there lived a lass
More sweet than May-day morn,
Whose charms all others maids' surpass,
A rose without a thorn.
Refrain:
This lass so neat,
With smiles so sweet,
Has won my right good will.
I'd crowns resign
To call her mine,
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill!
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill,
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill,
I'd crowns resign
To call her mine,
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill!
Ye zephyrs fair that fan the air,
And wonton through the grove,
O whisper to my charming fair,
I die for her I love.
How happy will the shepherd be
Who calls this maid his own!
O may her choice be fix'd on me!
Mine's fix'd on her alone.
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill,
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill,
I'd crowns resign
To call her mine,
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill!
Sweet lass of Richmond Hill!
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