Greensleves - Odetta

Greensleeves was my delight

Greensleeves was all my joy

Greensleeves was my heart of gold,

And who but my lady greensleeves.

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.

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.

Greensleeves was my delight

Greensleeves was all my joy

Greensleeves was my heart of gold,

And who but my lady greensleeves.

Alas, my love, you do me wrong,

To cast me off discourteously.

And I have loved you well and long,

Delighting in thy company.