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Child Ballad 78
| C | F | C |
| Cold | blows the wind to | my true love, |
| G | |
| And | gently drops the rain; |
| C | F | C | G7 | |
| I | never | had but | one true | love |
| C | F | G7 | C |
| And in | greenwood | she lies | slain, |
| F | G7 | C | |
| And in | greenwood | she lies | slain. |
I'll do as much for my true love
As any young man may;
I'll sit and mourn all on her grave,
For a twelve-month and a day. (twice)
When the twelve-month and one day was past,
The ghost began to speak:
"Why sittest here all on my grave,
And will not let me sleep?" (twice)
My breast it is cold as clay,
My breath is earthly strong;
And if you kiss my cold clay lips
Your days they won't be long, (twice)
O down in yonder grave, sweetheart,
Where we were wont to walk;
The first flower that ever I saw,
Is withered to a stalk, (twice)
The stalk is withered and dead, sweetheart,
And the flower will never return;
And since I lost my own true love
What can I do but mourn ? (twice)
When shall we meet again, sweetheart,
When shall we meet again ?
When the oaken leaves that fall from the trees,
Are green and spring up again, (twice)
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