The Blacksmith - Eddi Reader

O, a blacksmith courted me five months and better

Ah, he fairly won my heart — wrote me a letter;

With his hammer in his hand he looked quite clever

And if I were with my love I would live for ever

O, where is my love now with his cheeks like roses

And his big black billy-cock on, decked around with primroses?

I’m afraid the scorching sun might burn and spoil his beauty

And if I were with my love I would do my duty

Strange news is come to town;

strange news is carried

Strange news flies up and down that my love is married

Well I wish them both much joy, though they can’t hear me

And may God reward them well for the slighting of me

«Do you remember when you lay beside me

And you said you’d marry me?

Do 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.»

«Oh, witness have I none, save God almighty;

And may he reward you well for the slighting of me.»

O, her cheeks grew pale and wan and it caused her heart to tremble

To think she loved the one and he proved deceitful

…he proved deceitful

…and he proved deceitful

O, a blacksmith courted me

O, a blacksmith courted me five months

Five months, five months