PS re Maighread Ni Dhomhnaill's version which she got from Sean Corcoran who got it from Robert Cinnamond.

v4 And it's down in yonder bower, I spent many's the long hour, A plucking wild flowers by yon clear winding shore,. It was his stolen kisses, caused my fondest wishes He'll be my Green Wood Laddie, whom I'll always adore.

v5 And if I had the wealth of the East or West Indies, Or if I had the wealth of the African shore, Or if I could gain thousands,I'd lie in your bosom You'd be my Green Wood Laddie, whom I'd always adore.