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A blacksmith courted me nine months or better |
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He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter |
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With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever |
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And if I were with my love I would live forever |
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Oh where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses |
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He is gone across the sea gathering primroses |
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I'm afraid the shining sun might burn and scorch his beauty |
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And if I were with my love I would do my duty |
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Strange news is a-come to town, strange news is carried |
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Strange news flies up and down that my love is married |
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Oh I wish them both great joy, though they don't hear me |
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And if I were with my love I would do my duty |
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What did you promise me when you lay beside me |
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You said you'd marry me and not deny me |
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If I said I'd marry you twas only to try you |
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So bring your witness love and I'll not deny you |
