Go away go away blackbery winter,
Let the sunshine, let the spring come,
Go away, go away, back to the mountains,
Let my lost lover come home.

In April he came to my valley,
We lapsed in the sunshine
And kissed 'neath the moon,
I thought he would ask me to marry,
When blackberries ripened in june.

Go away etc.

But then he cast eyes at another,
With lips like the tips of the red Judus tree,
A chill settled over my valley
She stole my beloved from me.

Go away etc.