A Blacksmith Courted Me-Jo Freya

A Blacksmith Courted Me - Jo Freya Oh a blacksmith courted me I loved him dearly He played upon his pipes both neat and trimly With his hammer in his hand he strikes so steady He makes the sparks to fly all round the smithy I love to watch my love With his hammer swinging I love to hear it fall 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 fields gathering primeroses I'm afraid the shineing 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 Sad news flies up and down but 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'd marry me and not deny me It's witness I have none but God Almighty And may he reword you well for slighting of me I look at in a glass my head I shaked To think I loved a lad who was false-hearted I wish him well to do he does not hear me I shall not die for love he need not fear me