Traditional; arranged and adapted by Loreena McKennitt
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 was with my love I▓d live forever.
But where is my love gone With his cheeks like roses And his good black Billycock on Decked round 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 is coming to town Strange news is carried Strange mews flies up and down That my love is married. I wish them both much joy Though they can▓t hear me And may God reward him well For the slighting of me.
Don▓t you remember when You lay beside me And you said you▓d marry me And not deny me If I said I▓d marry you It was only for to try you So bring your witness love And I▓ll not deny you.
No witness have I none Save God Almighty And may he reward you well For the slighting of me Her lips grew pale and wan It made a poor heart tremble To think she loved a one And be proved deceitful.
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 was with my love I▓d live forever.
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