The Blacksmith

A Blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
Wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand
He looked quite clever
And if I were with my love
I’d live forever

Oh where has my love gone
With his cheeks like roses
And his good black billycock on
Decked around with primroses
I’m afraid the scorching sun
Will shine and burn his beauty
And if I was with my love
I’d do my duty

Strange news has come to town
Strange news is carried
Strangе news flies up and down
That my love is marriеd
I wish them both much joy
Though they cannot hear me
And may God reward them well
For the slighting of me

Don’t you remember when
You laid beside me
And you said you’d marry me
And not deny me
If I said I’d marry you
It was for only to try you
So bring your witness love
And I’ll not deny you

Oh witness have I none
Save God almighty
And may he reward you well
For the slighting of me
Her face grew pale and wan
It made a poor heart tremble
To think she’d loved a one
And he had proved deceitful