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Thread #40546 Message #1059162
Posted By: Jim Dixon
22-Nov-03 - 01:58 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Bushes and Briars
Subject: Lyr Add: BUSHES AND BRIARS / BUSHES AND BRIERS
Transcribed from the broadside images at Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads.
BUSHES AND BRIERS (sic)
Through bushes and through briers I lately took my way,
All for to hear the small birds sing, and the lambs to skip and play.
I overheard my own true-love. Her voice it was so clear.
Long time I have been waiting for the coming of my dear.
I drew myself to a tree, a tree that did look green,
Where the leaves shaded over us. We scarcely could be seen.
I sat myself down by my love till she began to mourn.
I'm of this opinion that my heart is not my own.
Sometimes I am uneasy and troubled in my mind.
Sometimes I'll think I'll go to my love and tell to him my mind.
And if I should go to my love, my love he will say nay.
I show to him my boldness, he'd ne'er love me again.
I cannot think the reason young women love young men,
For they are so false hearted young women to trepan,*
For they are so false hearted young women to trepan,
So the green grave shall see me, for I can't love that man.
[*Trepan – Archaic - tr.v. -To trap; ensnare.]