Cold blows the wind over my true love

Cold blows the drops of rain

I've never had but one true love

And in Camville he was slain



I'll do as much for my true love

As any young girl may

I'll sit and weep down by his grave

For twelve month and one day



But when twelve months will come and gone

This young man will arose

What makes you weep down by my grave

I can't take my repose



One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips

One kiss is all that I crave

One kiss one kiss of your lily white lips



And return back to your grave



My lips they are as cold as my grave

My breath is heavy and strong

If thou was to kiss my lily white lips

Thy days would not be long



Oh don't you remember the garden grove

Where we used to walk

Pluck the finest flower of them all

To wither to a stalk



Go fetch me a nut from a dungeon deep

And water from a stone

And white milk from the maidens breast

That babe had never know



Go dig me a grave both long wide and deep

As quickly as you may

I'll lie down in it and take one sleep

For twelve month and one day



Cold blows the wind over my true love

Cold blows the drops of rain

I've never had but one true love

And in Camville he was slain



I'll do as much for my true love

As any young girl may

I'll sit and weep down by his grave

For twelve months and one day