A blacksmith courted at me
I loved him dearly
He played upon his parts
Both neat and trimly
With his hammer in his hand
He strikes so steady
He makes the sparks to fly
Around the city
I love to watch my love with his hammer swinging
I love to hear it fall and the anvil ringing
The note is loud and clear, the sparks are flying
My love is handsome and there's no denying
Where is my lover gone
With his cheeks like roses?
He's gone across those fields
Gathering primroses
The sun doth shine too bright
It'll burn his beauty
I will go seek my love to do my duty
Strange new has come to town
Strange news is carried
Sad news flies up and down
My love is married
I wish him well though he's my love no longer
And yet I love him still, my blacksmith yonder
What's the promise that you made me
When you lay beside me?
You promised you'd marry me
And not deny me
Its witness I have none but the Almighty
And He will punish you for slighting of me
I look at in a glass, my head I shake it
To think I loved a lad who was coldhearted
I wish him well to do, he does not hear me
I shall not die for love, he need not fear me
