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Simpler structure + minor edits | Hill Row boy finds the girl of his dreams in Stretham on his way to Ely.
Stretham Sweetheart (Ver 2)
by Neil Ford
I'm trudgin' the drove all over to Stretham
My sweetheart there to see
The weather don't matter, I'll just keep going
'Cos I know she waits for me
She's the prettiest maid I ever set eyes on
With a smile to lift your soul
It's a hard slog to get there but I want to see her
Her hand is really my goal
I live over Hill Row and work at a trade
I've nearly finished my time
The carriers cart gives a ride up to Ely
To buy at the market and see what is fine
On this day we stopped by the Cross over Stretham
A'waiting to pick up a fare
This lovely young lass comes up and smiles sweetly
With bright pretty ribbons tied up in her hair
I say "Can I see ya'". She say "That ya' can"
My heart was a'thumpin' like glory
I coul't hardly believe it. It was just like a dream
Like someone had made up a story
On the way back from Ely, I seen her again
And now I'm so sure she'll be mine
She stood on the threshold and waved to us passing
Smiling and looking right fine
So I'm trudging through Hadd'nam and Wilbur'on too
To make it to Stretham on time
She's waiting for me by the Cross, near the inn
We'll go walking and I'll make her mine
Her father's small shop, is up near the Cross
We'll live there once we have bin wed
She is the girl I'll be with all of my life
After our vows have been said
Neil Ford
Ely, Cambridgeshire
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