I once loved a boy, a bonny, bonny boy And I loved him, I will vow and protest. I loved him so well, so very, very well, That I built him a bath on my breast.
It was through the green valley and up a green hill, Like one that was troubled in mind, I called and I shouted and played on my pipe, But no bonny boy could I find.
I looked up high and I looked down low, And the sun it shone wonderful warm; When who should I see but my own bonny boy That's so close in another girl's arms, Oh, so close in another girl's arms.
Now, my bonny boy has gone far away, And I fear I shan't see him again. But were I to have him or were I to not, I will think of him once and then, Yes, I'll think of him once now and then.