human
Lord Ullin's Daughter
gpt
Boatman, do not tarry, And I'll give thee a silver dime To row us o'er the ferry.
human
They've missed the girl and purse beside, His horsemen hard have pressed me. And who will cheer my bonny bride, If yet they shall arrest me?
gpt
And by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry; For though a storm is coming on, I'll row you o'er the ferry.