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My husband is away on service, |
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And I know not when he will return. |
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Where is he now? |
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The fowls roost in their holes in the walls; |
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And in the evening of the day, |
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The goats and cows come down [from the hill]; |
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But my husband is away on service. |
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How can I but keep thinking of him? |
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My husband is away on service, |
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Not for days [merely] or for months. |
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When will he come back to me? |
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The fowls roost on their perches; |
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And in the evening of the day, |
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The goats and cows come down down and home; |
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But my husband is away on service. |
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Oh if he be but kept from hunger and thirst! |