Treasure And Betrayal

It was on the trail of riches,
We set off upon that day,
To the Castle keep of Carisbrooke,
To where the treasure lay,
And soon I found the diamond,
At the bottom of the well,
But that traitor of a Turnkey,
To his death below he fell;

Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly come by and no good will you find there,
Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly stolen, only pain and sorrow there - have a care!

Then across the sea to Holland,
With the jewel in my hand,
Where we went to sell our treasure,
At the house of Aldebrand,
When he said it was no diamond,
Through the window it was tossed,
But that wicked man was lying,
And we were caught in a double-cross;

Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly come by and no good will you find there,
Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly stolen, only pain and sorrow there - have a care!

What shall we do with the boy who's stealing?
What shall we do with the boy who's stealing?
What shall we do with the boy who's stealing, early in the morning?

Throw him into jail let him rot forever,
Throw him into jail let him rot forever,
Throw him into jail let him rot forever, early in the morning!?€?

Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly come by and no good will you find there,
Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly stolen, only pain and sorrow there - have a care!

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