We met at the Inn called The George and Dragon Lest you forget my dear We drank a toast at The George and Dragon With the dragon breathing fire in me beer Yea, verily I did thee beseach thee To tarry with me ah, but there You said a knight of the old round table Could be short of nothing but a square. Could a square be there to the rescue? Drive yon knave away? Was it fate or love now I ask you Only you can say Sadly I stand with me heart heavy laden Oh what a knight in shining armor, I. To win the hand of this fair young maiden I would gladly lay me down and die
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