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"I care not for these ladies" by Thomas Campion, sung live by my self.

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That must be wooed and prayed,

Give me kind Amarillis

The wanton country maid,

Nature art disdaineth,

Her beauty is her owne,

For when we court and kiss,

She cries forsooth let go

But when we come where comfort is

She never will say no.

If I love Amarillis,

She gives me fruit and flowers,

But if we love these Ladies,

We must give golden showers,

Give them gold that sell love,

Give me the Nutbrown lass,

Who when we court and kiss,

She cries forsooth let go

But when we come where comfort is

She never will say no.

These Ladies must have pillows,

And beds by strangers wrought,

Give me a Bower of willows,

Of moss and leaves unbought.

And fresh Amarillis

With milk and honey fed,

Who when we court and kiss,

She cries forsooth let go

But when we come where comfort is

She never will say no.

• Thomas Campion
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