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GREEN BUSHES As I was a walking one morning in May To hear the birds whistle and see the lambkins play I espied a young damsel, so sweetly sang she Down by the green bushes where she chanced to meet me "Oh why are you loitering here, pretty maid?" "I am waiting for my true love, " softly she said "Shall I be your true love and will you agree Down by the green bushes to tarry with me?" "I will give you fine beavers and fine silken gowns I will give you smart petticoats flounced to the ground I will give you fine jewels and live just for thee If you'll leave your own true love and marry with me" "I want none of your beavers or fine silken hose For I'm not so poor as to marry for clothes But if you be constant and true unto me I'll leave my own true love and marry with thee" "Come let us be going, kind sir, if you please Come let us be going from under these trees For yonder is coming, my true love I see Down by the green bushes where he thinks to meet me" And when he came there and found she was gone He looked very foolish and cried quite forlorn "She's gone with a lover and forsaken me And left the green bushes where she vowed to meet me" DT #491 Laws P2 @courtship @infidelity printed in Cole tune "GREEBUSH" from English Folk Songs, Sharp filename[ GREEBUSH TUNE FILE: WAGONLAD CLICK TO PLAY TUNE FILE: GREEBUSH CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
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