she's like the swallow that flies so high she's like the river that never runs dry she's like the sunshine on the lee shore I love my love and love is no more
she climd on yonder hill above to give a rose unto her love she gave him one she gave him three she gave her heart for company
and as they sat on yonder hill his heart grow harder and harder still he has two hearts instead of one she says young man what have you done
"how foolish foolish you must be to think i love no one but thee the worlds no made for one alone i take delight in every one."
she took her roses and made a bed a stony pillow for her head she lay her down no more did say but let her roses fall away