Traditional I'm as brown as brown can be, My eyes are black as sloe, I'm as brick as a night-time nightingale As wild as the forest doe. My love was high and proud, A fortune by his side, But a fairer maiden than ever I'll be He took to his bride. He sent me a letter of love, He sent it from the town, He wrote to tell me his love was gone Because I was so brown. I sent back his letter of love, And in anger I wrote down Your love is wasted on such as me Because I am so brown. Chorus I'll dance upon your grave for twelve months and a day. I'll do as much for you as any maiden may. I'll make you rue the very day that you were born. I'm a bonny brown girl. I heard not another word more Until six months pa**ed by A doctor said he had a broken heart Without me he would die. I went to his bedside I walked and never ran I laughed so loud and then louder still All at this love-sick man. Chorus ‘I prithee forget, said he, ‘I prithee forget and forgive Oh, grant me just a little space That I may be well and live. Chorus I'll dance upon your grave for twelve months and a day For twelve months and a day. You'll die for betraying a bonny brown girl All on one summer's day. Chorus