Through bushes and through briars
I lately took my way
All for to hear the small birds sing
And the lambs to skip and play
All for to hear the small birds sing
And the lambs to skip and play

I overhead my own true love
His voice did sound so clear
Long time I have been waiting for
The coming of my dear
Long time I have been waiting for
The coming of my dear

Sometimes I am uneasy
And troubled in my mind
Sometimes I think I'll go to my love
And tell to him my mind

But if I should go to my love
My love he will say “nay”
If I show to him my boldness
He'll ne'er love me again
If I show to him my boldness
He'll ne'er love me again

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