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THE BLACKSMITH (2) A blacksmith courted me, nine months or better He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever And if I were with my love, I would live forever Oh, where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses He's gone across the sea gathering primroses Will burn and scorch I fear the shining sun his beauty And if I were with my love, I would do my duty Strange news is come to town, strange news is carried Sad news cried up and down, that my love is married I wish them both much joy, though they can't hear me And if I were with my love, I'd do my duty What did you promise me when you lay beside me You said you'd marry me and not deny me If I said I'd marry you, 'twas only to try you So bring your witness, love, and I'll not deny you Oh, witness I have none, save God Almighty And may he reward you well for the slighting of me Her lips grew pale and wan; her heart did tremble For to think she'd had one love, and he proved deceitful "And if I were with my love, I'd be arrested." -- a parody? JN @love @infidelity filename[ BLAKSMI2 JN |
The Blacksmith (from The Penguin Book Of English Folk Songs) |
