Blackwaterside (feat. Eric D. Johnson, Josh Kaufman, & Anais Mitchell)

One evening fair
To take the air
Down by Blackwaterside
And gazing all around me
This handsome lad I spied, spied
This handsome lad I spied

All through the first part of the night
While we lay in sport and play
And this young man arose
And he gathered his clothes
He said, "Fare thee well today"
He said, "Fare thee well today"

That's not the promise
That you gave to me
When first you lay on my breast
You can make me believe
With your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west, the west
That the sun rose in the west

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

Then go home, go home
To your father's garden
Go home and weep your fill
And think of your own misfortune
That you brought with your wanton will
That you brought with your wanton will

There's not a girl
In the whole wide world
More easily led than me
When the fishes, they fly
And the seas run dry
It's then he'll marry me, he'll marry me
Tis then he'll marry me
Tis then he'll marry me
Tis then he'll marry me

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Aah, aah
Ooh, ooh