A Blacksmith Courted Me

A blacksmith courted me, I loved him dearly
He played upon his pipes both neat and trimply
With his hammer in his hand, he strikes so steady
He makes the sparks to fly around the smithy
I love to watch my love with his hammer swinging
I love to hear it full on the anvil ringing
The note is loud and clear, the sparks are flying
My love is handsome then, there's no denying
Where is my lover gone with his cheeks like roses?
He's gone across the sea gathering primroses
I'm afraid the shining sun might spoil his beauty
I will go and seek my love to do my duty
Strange news has come to town, strange news is carried
Strange news flies up and down that my love is married
I wish them both much joy, he's my love no longer
And yet I love him still, my blacksmith yonder
What did you promise me when you lay beside me?
You said you would marry me and not deny me
Its witness I have none but God Almighty
And may He reward you well for slighting of me
I looked in a glass, my head I shaked
To think I loved a lad who was false-hearted
I wish him well although he does not hear me
I shall not die for love, he need not fear me