Werkraum Der Schmied

A blacksmith courted me, nine months or better
He fairly won my heart, he wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever
And if I were with my love, I would live forever

Oh, where has my love gone with his cheeks like roses
He's gone across the sea gathering primroses
I’m afraid the shining sun may burn and scorch his beauty
And if I were with my love, I would do my duty

Strange news is a-come to town, strange news is a-carried
Strange news flies up and down, that my love is married
How I wish them both much joy, though they don't hear me
And if I were with my love, I would do my duty

Oh what did you promise me when you lay beside me
You said you'd marry me and would not deny me
If I said I'd marry you, 'twas only to try you
So bring your witness, love, and I'll not deny you

Oh, witness have I none, save God Almighty
That may he reward you well for the slighting of me
And her lips grew pale and wan; it made a poor heart tremble
For to think she had loved one, and he proved deceitful

Oh, a blacksmith courted me, nine months or better
He fairly won my heart, he wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever
And if I were with my love, I would live forever