Dance for me my child
Sing this anthem of my grief
Promises to keep

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Let no man make his vow to God
Nor speak his promise on the earth
For he who rests on heavens throne
Will call that man to make account
And surely he shall pay the price
No matter what was rashly said
And though his hair no man can change
Not one from black to white
Yet should this warning be forgot
And should such vows his lips not stop
Know now that man will rue the day
For only evil may come that way