One morning fair I took the air
Down by Blackwater side
'Twas gazing all, all around me
The Irish lad I spied
All through the fore part of the night
We lay in sport and play
'Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes
Saying 'Fare thee well today'
That's not the promise that you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's garden
Go home and weep your fill
And think on your own misfortune
That you've brought with your wanton will
One morning fair I took the air
Down by Blackwater side
'Twas gazing all, all around me
The Irish lad I'd spied
One morning fair I took the air Down by Blackwater side 'Twas gazing all, all around me The Irish lad I spied
All through the fore part of the night We lay in sport and play 'Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes Saying 'Fare thee well today'
That's not the promise that you gave to me When first you lay on my breast You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill And think on your own misfortune That you've brought with your wanton will
One morning fair I took the air Down by Blackwater side 'Twas gazing all, all around me The Irish lad I'd spied