Lyrics
I sat doon beside her and poured oot the wine, they ask it o me
And he s turned in for to take a long sleep, and i ll turn in for to take a long sleep, and they covered it over wi florets sae sweet
the men of yon forest
And they dug him a grave, and they dug him a grave
Go dig me a grave, wide and deep Lad, how many ships sail in the forest?
To see my love wed tae another, they ask it o me, and maybe in time i ll forget her
But she s gone tae be wed tae another, and i drank tae the lassie that should a been mine
I ainse loved a lass and i loved her sae well, wide and deep
wide and deep
May hear filled wi woe, and they dug him a grave, go dig me a grave
and i drank tae the lassie that should a been mine
How many strawberries grow in the salt sea?, i answer them back wi a tear in ma e e, when i saw my love tae the kirk go wi bride and bridemaidens they made a fine show
They ask it o me, they ask it o me
that i hate all others that spoke of her ill
Wide and deep, and i ll turn in for to take a long sleep
may hear filled wi woe
And i followed after, and he s turned in for to take a long sleep
i sat doon beside her and poured oot the wine
but she s gone tae be wed tae another
and maybe by now he s forgot her
May hear filled wi woe, and maybe by now he s forgot her, may hear filled wi woe
When i saw my love tae the kirk go wi bride and bridemaidens they made a fine show, wide and deep
and i followed after
wide and deep
But now she s rewarded me ill for my love, to see my love wed tae another
how many strawberries grow in the salt sea?
when i saw my love sit doon tae dine
But she s gone tae be wed tae another, how many ships sail in the forest? Lad, and he s turned in for to take a long sleep
But now she s rewarded me ill for my love, she s gone tae get wed tae another Lad, but she s gone tae be wed tae another
and they covered it over wi florets sae sweet
to see my love wed tae another
When i saw my love sit doon tae dine, when i saw my love tae the kirk go wi bride and bridemaidens they made a fine show
but now she s rewarded me ill for my love
i ainse loved a lass and i loved her sae well
to see my love wed tae another
They ask it o me, they ask it o me
And maybe by now he s forgot her, how many strawberries grow in the salt sea?, they ask it o me
wide and deep
