Playing of Ball

[Verse 1]
Happened one evenin' at the playin' of ball
When first I met Willie he was proper, he was tall
He was neat, fair and handsome and straight in each limb
There's a heart in my bosom but it's achin' for him

[Verse 2]
"Will you go along with me all down the road
To see father's dwelling and the place of our abode?"
He knew by her look and her languishing eye
He was the young man she valued most high

[Verse 3]
"There's a place in my garden, young Willie," said she
"Where lords, dukes and earls they wait upon me
And when they are sleeping their long, silent rest
I'll go with you, Willie, you're the boy I love best"

[Verse 4]
Her father was listening, in ambush he lay
He's heard the words these lovers did say
And with his sharp rapier he's pierced her love through
And the innocent blood of her darling he drew

[Verse 5]
Oh, I will go off to some far country
Where I'll know no one and no one knows me
It's there I will wander in my long, silent rest
It's you, lovely Willie, you're the boy I loved best

[Verse 1]
It happened one evening at the playin' of ball
When first I met Willie he was proper, he was tall
He was neat, fair, and handsome and straight in each limb
There's a heart in my bosom but it's achin' for him
There's a heart in my bosom but it's achin' for him
There's a heart in my bosom but it's achin' for him

[Outro]
For him
For him
For him