Caroline Lavelle

Greenwood Laddie
ye muses assist me, there is none can resist me save only that fair one whom I do adore and the more that they tease me the more he would please me he'll be my greenwood laddie til time is no more have you seen my dearest whose eyes shine the clearest whose lips like the red blood new dropped in the snow? he is neat tall and handsome, his arms warm and gentle he'll be my greenwood laddie til time is no more my parents my darling, they slight you with scorn because you have no riches wrapped up in a store but the more that they slight you the more I'll entice you to be my greenwood laddie til time is no more 'twas down in yonder bower I spent many hours a-plucking wild flowers on yon winding shore 'twas his stolen kisses caused my fondest wishes he'll be my greenwood laddie whom I'd always adore if I had the riches of the east or west indies or if I had the gold of the african shore or if I could gain thousands I would lie in your sweet arms and you'd be my greenwood laddie til time is no more From Letras Mania