Cold blows the wind over my true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
I've never had but one true love
And in Camville he was slain
I'll do as much for my true love I'll sit and weep down by his grave
As any young girl may For twelve month and one day
This young man will arose
But when twelve months will come and gone
What makes you weep down by my grave
I can't take my repose One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips
One kiss is all that I crave One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips
And return back to your grave
My breath is heavy and strong My lips they are as cold as my grave
If thou was to kiss my lily white lips
Thy days would not be long
Oh don't you remember the garden grove Where we used to walk
Pluck the finest flower of them all
To wither to a stalk Go fetch me a nut from a dungeon deep
And water from a stone
And white milk from the maidens breast
That babe had never know Go dig me a grave both long wide and deep
For twelve month and one day
As quickly as you may
I'll lie down in it and take one sleep Cold blows the wind over my true love
I've never had but one true love
Cold blows the drops of rain
And in Camville he was slain As any young girl may
I'll do as much for my true love
I'll sit and weep down by his grave
For twelve months and one day.
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