Greensleeves
ALF CLAUSEN, TRADITIONAL
Alas my love you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
And I have loved you oh so long
Delighting in your company
Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart, it remains in captivity
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my lady Greensleeves
I have been ready at your hand
To grant whatever thou would'st crave
I have waged both life and land
Your love and goodwill for to have
If you intend to be this way
It does the more enrapture me
And even so I still remain
A lover in captivity