The Blacksmith
A blacksmith courted me nine months or better
He fairly won my heart, 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 is gone across the sea gathering primroses
I'm afraid the shining sun might 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 carried
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married
Oh I wish them both great joy, though they don't hear me
And if I were with my love I would do my duty
What did you promise me when you lay beside me
You said you'd marry me and 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
O, 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 had loved one, and he proved deceitful
A blacksmith courted me, nine months and 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
He fairly won my heart, 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 is gone across the sea gathering primroses
I'm afraid the shining sun might 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 carried
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married
Oh I wish them both great joy, though they don't hear me
And if I were with my love I would do my duty
What did you promise me when you lay beside me
You said you'd marry me and 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
O, 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 had loved one, and he proved deceitful
A blacksmith courted me, nine months and 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
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Terry Woods
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
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- Live At The Bottom Line, 1974
- Hard Times Of Old England (2023) [feat. Francis Rossi] - Single
- Traitor's Wages (Live 1973)
- The Green Man Collection (Compilation)
- Good Times of Old England: Steeleye Span 1972 - 1983
- Good Times Of Old England: Steeleye Span 1972-1983
- The 50th Anniversary Tour Live
- Live At De Montfort Hall, Leicester 1977
- Est'd 1969
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