I once had a sweetheart but now I have none He's gone and he's left me in sorrow to weep and mourn He's gone and he's left me for others to see I know that he'll soon find another far better than me I wrote him a letter both loving and kind He wrote me an answer with sharp twisted lines Saying, "Keep your love letters and I will keep mine You write to your love and I'll write to mine" Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew Hard was my heart when I parted from you In our next meeting, I hope you'll prove true And we'll join the green laurel for the violet so blue He passes my window both early and late The looks that he gives me would make my heart break The looks that he gives me a thousand would kill Whenever he wanders, he'll be my love still Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew Hard was my heart when I parted from you In our next meeting, I hope you'll prove true And we'll join the green laurel for the violet so blue Green grows the laurel, soft falls the dew Hard was my heart when I parted from you In our next meeting, I hope you'll prove true And we'll join the green laurel for the violet so blue For the violet so blue, for the violet so blue