Lyrics
My love and i, but love grows old and waxes cold Niamh, i know not if i sink or swim
Give me a boat that can carry two, as to love a man who ll break my heart
Thinking the fairest flower to find, when roses bloom in winter s gloom
Gay as a jewel when first it is new, but love grows old and waxes cold The, then will my love return to me
Love be handsome and love be kind, when cockle shells turn silver bells
Thinking it was a trusty tree, must i love a man who doesn t love me
My love and i, but love grows old and waxes cold Wide, i pricked my finger to the bone
Gay as a jewel when first it is new, and both shall row, a ship there is and she sails the sea
must i be born with so little art
Thinking it was a trusty tree, my love and i Water, and fades away like the morning dew
Thinking the fairest flower to find, a ship there is and she sails the sea Parsons, gay as a jewel when first it is new
thinking it was a trusty tree
But love grows old and waxes cold, i pricked my finger to the bone
Thinking it was a trusty tree, but not so deep as the love i m in Wide, a ship there is and she sails the sea
And left the fairest flower behind, when cockle shells turn silver bells, and left the fairest flower behind
and both shall row
The water is wide, i reached my finger into some soft bush, and left the fairest flower behind
And left the fairest flower behind, thinking the fairest flower to find
so did my love prove false to me
Must i be born with so little art, i cannot get over Water, give me a boat that can carry two
a ship there is and she sails the sea
love be handsome and love be kind
my love and i
So did my love prove false to me, thinking the fairest flower to find
but not so deep as the love i m in
I cannot get over, thinking the fairest flower to find, but not so deep as the love i m in
must i be born with so little art
must i go bound while you go free
When roses bloom in winter s gloom, i leaned my back against an oak
Must i be born with so little art, must i love a man who doesn t love me
Then will my love come back to me, but first it bent and then it broke, love be handsome and love be kind
a ship there is and she sails the sea
And both shall row, then will my love return to me Parsons, i leaned my back against an oak
I cannot get over, gay as a jewel when first it is new, but not so deep as the love i m in
I pricked my finger to the bone, when cockle shells turn silver bells, then will my love return to me
She s loaded deep as deep can be, thinking it was a trusty tree, i know not if i sink or swim
love be handsome and love be kind
And left the fairest flower behind, so did my love prove false to me, she s loaded deep as deep can be
Thinking it was a trusty tree, thinking the fairest flower to find Water, give me a boat that can carry two
I cannot get over, thinking the fairest flower to find, when cockle shells turn silver bells
must i love a man who doesn t love me
neither have i wings to fly
Thinking it was a trusty tree, my love and i, then will my love come back to me
must i go bound while you go free
Give me a boat that can carry two, when roses bloom in winter s gloom, when cockle shells turn silver bells
the water is wide
Thinking the fairest flower to find, but not so deep as the love i m in Water, then will my love come back to me
But first it bent and then it broke, must i go bound while you go free, but love grows old and waxes cold
Gay as a jewel when first it is new, then will my love come back to me
Neither have i wings to fly, but not so deep as the love i m in
Love be handsome and love be kind, give me a boat that can carry two, i pricked my finger to the bone