[00:03.47]Written by：Traditional
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[00:14.94]As I was a-walking one morning in spring
[00:21.06]To see the green fields, hear the colley bird sing
[00:27.51]I met a young lady a-making her mourn
[00:33.73]Oh, I am a stranger and a long way from home
[00:49.08]
[00:49.09]I came from sweet England with mother and dad
[00:55.32]We thought in America all might be had
[01:01.44]Of gold and of silver and acres galore
[01:08.02]And never meet hunger and poverty more
[01:20.45]
[01:20.46]But alas, for sweet England! my father is dead
[01:26.62]And mother can learn but little for bread
[01:32.34]And I weep as I gaze o'er the far distant main
[01:38.71]For a fine ship to take me to England again
[01:54.00]
[01:54.01]I've an aunt in the country, she lives all alone
[02:00.08]She'd welcome and love me as I were her own
[02:06.69]I'd nurse her in sickness and tend her in pain
[02:12.65]And thank God I was back in sweet England again
[02:18.96]And this so to be back in sweet England again

Written by：Traditional
As I was a-walking one morning in spring
To see the green fields, hear the colley bird sing
I met a young lady a-making her mourn
Oh, I am a stranger and a long way from home
I came from sweet England with mother and dad
We thought in America all might be had
Of gold and of silver and acres galore
And never meet hunger and poverty more
But alas, for sweet England! my father is dead
And mother can learn but little for bread
And I weep as I gaze o'er the far distant main
For a fine ship to take me to England again
I've an aunt in the country, she lives all alone
She'd welcome and love me as I were her own
I'd nurse her in sickness and tend her in pain
And thank God I was back in sweet England again
And this so to be back in sweet England again