Heartless girls dumps her longstanding boyfriend and marries another bloke:

The False Bride

Shirley Collins sings         

I courted a bonny girl for many's the day,
And hated all people who 'gainst her did say.
But now she's rewarded me well for my pains
For she's gone to get tied to another.

The week before Easter, the morn bright and clear,
When the sun it shone brightly and keen blew the air,
I went down to the forest to gather fine flowers
But the forest won't yield me no roses.

The first time I saw my love it was to the church go,
The bride and the bridegroom they caught a fine show.
While I followed after, my heart full of woe,
For to see my love tied to another.

The parson that married them aloud he did cry,
All you'd who'd forbid it, I'd have you draw nigh.
Well, thought I to myself, I'd a good reason why,
Though I had not the heart to forbid it.

The next time I saw my love, it was in the church stand,
A gold ring on her finger, white gloves on her hand.
Thought I to myself, I should have been that man,
Though I'd never once mentioned to have her.

And the last time I saw my love, she was all dressed in white,
Made my eyes fill with tears, they quite dazzled my sight.
So I picked up my hat and I wished her good night,
Here's adieu to all false-hearted true loves.

The ladies and gentlemen they are all asking me,
“How many lilies grow in the salt sea?â€쳌
But I'll ask them back with a tear in my eye,
“How many ships sail in the forest?â€쳌

Go dig my grave both long, wide and deep,
And strew it all over with roses so sweet.
So that I might lie down there and take a long sleep
And that's the best way to forget her.