| Song | I Once Loved A Lass |
| Artist | Green Man |
| Album | What Ails Thee? |
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| Green Man - Once I Loved a Lass | |
| I once loved a lass and I loved her so well, | |
| I hated all others who spoke of her ill, | |
| But now she's rewarded me well for my love, | |
| For she's gone to be wed to another. | |
| I watched as my love did to the church go, | |
| With bride and bride-maidens she made a fine show, | |
| And I followed her on with a heart full of woe, | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| I watched as my love did sit down to dine, | |
| I sat down beside her and poured out the wine, | |
| And I drank to the wee lass that should have been mine, | |
| For now she is wed to another. | |
| Oh stop says the groomsman if you take my word | |
| Would you venture your life on the point of a sword | |
| For courting too slowly you have lost this fair maiden | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| The lads of yon forest, they ask it of me, | |
| How many strawberries grow round the salt sea, | |
| But I answer them back with a tear in my eye, | |
| How many ships sail in the forest? | |
| Oh, dig me a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And cover it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And lay me down gently for to take a long sleep, | |
| For that’s the best way to forget her. | |
| So we dug him a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And covered it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And we laid him down gently for to take his long sleep, | |
| And maybe by now he's forgotten. |
| Green Man Once I Loved a Lass | |
| I once loved a lass and I loved her so well, | |
| I hated all others who spoke of her ill, | |
| But now she' s rewarded me well for my love, | |
| For she' s gone to be wed to another. | |
| I watched as my love did to the church go, | |
| With bride and bridemaidens she made a fine show, | |
| And I followed her on with a heart full of woe, | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| I watched as my love did sit down to dine, | |
| I sat down beside her and poured out the wine, | |
| And I drank to the wee lass that should have been mine, | |
| For now she is wed to another. | |
| Oh stop says the groomsman if you take my word | |
| Would you venture your life on the point of a sword | |
| For courting too slowly you have lost this fair maiden | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| The lads of yon forest, they ask it of me, | |
| How many strawberries grow round the salt sea, | |
| But I answer them back with a tear in my eye, | |
| How many ships sail in the forest? | |
| Oh, dig me a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And cover it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And lay me down gently for to take a long sleep, | |
| For that' s the best way to forget her. | |
| So we dug him a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And covered it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And we laid him down gently for to take his long sleep, | |
| And maybe by now he' s forgotten. |
| Green Man Once I Loved a Lass | |
| I once loved a lass and I loved her so well, | |
| I hated all others who spoke of her ill, | |
| But now she' s rewarded me well for my love, | |
| For she' s gone to be wed to another. | |
| I watched as my love did to the church go, | |
| With bride and bridemaidens she made a fine show, | |
| And I followed her on with a heart full of woe, | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| To see my love be wed to another | |
| I watched as my love did sit down to dine, | |
| I sat down beside her and poured out the wine, | |
| And I drank to the wee lass that should have been mine, | |
| For now she is wed to another. | |
| Oh stop says the groomsman if you take my word | |
| Would you venture your life on the point of a sword | |
| For courting too slowly you have lost this fair maiden | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| Begone you will never enjoy her | |
| The lads of yon forest, they ask it of me, | |
| How many strawberries grow round the salt sea, | |
| But I answer them back with a tear in my eye, | |
| How many ships sail in the forest? | |
| Oh, dig me a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And cover it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And lay me down gently for to take a long sleep, | |
| For that' s the best way to forget her. | |
| So we dug him a grave all large wide and deep, | |
| And covered it over with wild flowers sweet, | |
| And we laid him down gently for to take his long sleep, | |
| And maybe by now he' s forgotten. |