When Cockleshells Turn Silver Bells (Waly, Waly)



When cockleshells turn silver bells,

And mussels grow on ev'ry tree;

When roses grow midst winter's snow

Then will my love return to me.



cho: O waly, waly, but love is bonnie

A little time when it is new.

But when it's old, it groweth cold

And fades away like morning dew.



O had I wist, before I kissed

That love had been so ill to win;

I'd locked my heart in case of gold

And pinned it with a silver pin.



Note: Still another yet of the Waly, or Water is Wide

variations. This one is English, early 17'th century and

pretty. Words from different versions seem to be

interchangeable. See WALYWALY, WATRWIDE, GOBOUND

Recorded by Burl Ives

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