Lyrics:
Cold blows the wind over my true loveCold blows the drops of rainI've never had but one true loveAnd in Camville he was slainI'll do as much for my true loveAs any young girl mayI'll sit and weep down by his graveFor twelve month and one dayBut when twelve months will come and goneThis young man will aroseWhat makes you weep down by my graveI can't take my reposeOne kiss one kiss of your lily white lipsOne kiss is all that I craveOne kiss one kiss of your lily white lipsAnd return back to your graveMy lips they are as cold as my graveMy breath is heavy and strongIf thou was to kiss my lily white lipsThy days would not be longOh don't you remember the garden groveWhere we used to walkPluck the finest flower of them allTo wither to a stalkGo fetch me a nut from a dungeon deepAnd water from a stoneAnd white milk from the maidens breastThat babe had never knowGo dig me a grave both long wide and deepAs quickly as you mayI'll lie down in it and take one sleepFor twelve month and one dayCold blows the wind over my true loveCold blows the drops of rainI've never had but one true loveAnd in Camville he was slainI'll do as much for my true loveAs any young girl mayI'll sit and weep down by his graveFor twelve months and one day