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Greensleeves
Alas, my love, you do me wrong, To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long, Delighting in your company.
Chorus (repeat after each verse]: Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.
Alas, my love, that you should own A heart of wanton vanity, So must I meditate alone
Upon your insincerity.
Your vows you've broken, like my heart, Oh, why did you so enrapture me? Now I remain in a world apart But my heart remains in captivity.
If you intend thus to disdain, It does the more enrapture me, And even so, I still remain A lover in captivity.
I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever thou wouldst crave;, I have both wagered life and land, Your love and good-will for to have.
Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
But still thou hadst it readily. Thy music still to play and sing; And yet thou wouldst not love me.
I bought thee kerchiefs for thy head, That were wrought fine and gallantly;
I kept thee at both board and bed, Which cost my purse well-favoredly.
I bought thee petticoats of the best, The cloth so fine as it might be;
I gave thee jewels for thy chest, And all this cost I spent on thee.
Thy smock of silk, both fair and white, With gold embroidered gorgeously; Thy petticoat of sendal right,
And these I bought thee gladly.
My men were clothed all in green, And they did ever wait on thee; All this was gallant to be seen, And yet thou wouldst not love me.
They set thee up, they took thee down, They served thee with humility; Thy foot might not once touch the ground, And yet thou wouldst not love me.
'Tis I will pray to God on high, That thou my constancy mayst see, And that yet once before I die, Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.
Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee, For I am still thy lover true, Come once again and love me.
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