Cold blows the wind to my true love And gently drops the rain Cold blows the wind to my true love And gently drops the rain I never had but one sweetheart And in greenwood she lies slain. I'll do as much for my sweetheart As any young man may; I'll sit and mourn all on her grave For twelvemonth and a day For twelvemonth and a day And when twelvemonth and one day was past, The ghost began to speak The ghost began to speak "Why sittest here all on my grave And will not let me sleep?" And will not let me sleep?" "There's one thing that I want, sweetheart, There's one thing that I crave; "There's one thing that I want, sweetheart, There's one thing that I crave; And that is a kiss from your lilly-white lips Then I'll go from your grave." Then I'll go from your grave." "My breast is as cold as clay, My breath smells earthly strong "My breast is as cold as clay, My breath smells earthly strong And if you kiss my cold clay lips, Your days they woun't be long Your days they woun't be long Go fetch me water from the desert And blood from out of a stone Go fetch me water from the desert And blood from out of a stone Go fetch me milk from a fair maid's breast
That a young man never had known" That a young man never had known" "O down on yonder grove, sweetheart Where you and I would walk "O down on yonder grove, sweetheart Where you and I would walk The first flower that ever I saw Is withered to a stalk Is withered to a stalk The stalk ist wither'd and and dry, sweetheart And the flower will never return; The stalk ist wither'd and and dry, sweetheart And the flower will never return; And since I lost my own sweetheart What can I do but mourn? What can I do but mourn? When shall we meet again, sweetheart When shall we meet again?" When shall we meet again, sweetheart When shall we meet again?" "When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again Are green and spring up again "When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again Are green and spring up again "When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again Are green and spring up again "When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again Are green and spring up again ...