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A Woman was walking on a midsummer’s day/The birds they have been whistling so merrily and gay/Along came a white steed, the finest array/And it carried a young male, these words he did say/”Occur Dwell by The good moon/That regulations the solid tide/Climb up on my horse, like/And become my sweet brideThe music is basically about dancing alone