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She came to me one morning One lonely Sunday morning
Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind
She asked me name my foe then I said the need within some men
To fight and kill their brothers Without fall of love or god
But she would not think of battle That reduces men to animals
So easy to begin and Yet impossible to end
Left Allemande and Weave the ring
I know now how she found me For in darkness I was walking
And I beg to give me horses To trample down my enemy
(So eager was my passion To devour this waste of life)
For she's the mother of all men And comes to me so wisely then
(I dare to walk alone again And ask if she would stay)
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FIGURE   Heads(Sides)     .......   Swing the Corner and Promenade home
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