1. Blacksmith
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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