A blacksmith courted me Nine months and better He fairly won my heart Wrote me a letter. With his hammer in his hand He looked quite clever And if I was with my love I would live forever. But where is my love gone With his cheeks like roses And his good black Billycock on Trimmed with primroses. I fear the shining sun Will burn and scorch his beauty And if I was with my love I would do my duty. Strange news is come to town Strange news is carried Strange news flies up and down That my love is married. I wish them both much joy Though I know that they can't hear me And may God reward him well For the slighting of me. Don't you remember when You lay beside me And you said you'd marry me And not deny me. If I said I'd marry you It was only for to try you So bring your witness love And I'll not deny you. Oh, witness have I none Save God Almighty And may he reward you well For the slighting of me. Her lips grew pale and wan It made her poor heart tremble For to think she loved a one And he proved deceitful. A blacksmith courted me Nine months and better He fairly won my heart Wrote me a letter.