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Alas, my love, you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously;
And I have loved you so long,
Delighting in your company.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
I have been ready at your hand
To grant whatever you would crave.
I have both wagered life and hand,
Your love and good-will for to have.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
I bought thee peticotes of the best,
The cloth so fine as mine might be:
I gave thee jewels for thy chest
And all this cost I spent on thee.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
My men were clothed all in green
And they did ever wait on thee.
Oh, this was gallant to be seen
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
For every morning when thou rose
I send thee dainties orderly
To cheare thy stomach from all woes
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
Thou couldst desire no earthly thing
But still thou hadst it readily;
Thy music still to play and sing
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight
Greensleaves my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
And who did pay for all this geare
That thou didst spend when pleased thee?
Even I that am rejected here
And thou disdainst to love me!
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?
Greensleaves, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee.
For I am still thy lover true,
Come once again and love me.
Greensleaves was all my joy,
Greensleaves was my delight,
Greensleaves was my heart of gold,
And who but lady Greensleaves?