One True Love - Steeleye Span

Cold blows the wind o’er my true love

Cold blows the drops of rain

I never had but one true love

And never will again

I’ll do as much for my true love

As any lover may

I’ll sit and weep down by his grave

A twelve-month in one day

One kiss, one kiss from your sweet lips

One kiss is all I crave

One kiss, one kiss from your sweet lips

And sink down in your grave

And your lips, they are not sweet my love

Your kiss is cold as clay

My time be long, my time be short

Tomorrow or today

And down beyond the garden wall

Where we both used to walk

Are finest flowers that ever grew

All withered to a stalk

Cold blows the wind o’er my true love

Cold blows the drops of rain

I never had but one true love

And never will again