A blacksmith courted at me I loved him dearly He played upon his parts Both neat and trimly With his hammer in his hand He strikes so steady He makes the sparks to fly Around the city I love to watch my love with his hammer swinging I love to hear it fall and the anvil ringing The note is loud and clear, the sparks are flying My love is handsome and there's no denying Where is my lover gone With his cheeks like roses? He's gone across those fields Gathering primroses The sun doth shine too bright It'll burn his beauty I will go seek my love to do my duty Strange new has come to town Strange news is carried Sad news flies up and down My love is married I wish him well though he's my love no longer And yet I love him still, my blacksmith yonder What's the promise that you made me When you lay beside me? You promised you'd marry me And not deny me Its witness I have none but the Almighty And He will punish you for slighting of me I look at in a glass, my head I shake it To think I loved a lad who was coldhearted I wish him well to do, he does not hear me I shall not die for love, he need not fear me