My love is good, my love is feaeir,
She's comely to behold, O,
In ev'rything that she do wear,
Altho' 'tis new or wold, O.
My heart do leaep to see her walk,
So straight do step her veet, O,
My tongue is dum' to hear her talk,
Her vaice do sound so sweet, O.
The flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green
Do bear but vew, so good an' true.
When she do zit, then she do seem
The feaeirest to my zight, O,
Till she do stan' an' I do deem,
She's feaeirest at her height, O.
An' she do seem 'ithin a room
The feaeirest on a floor, O,
Till I ageaen do zee her bloom
Still feaeirer out o' door, O.
Where flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green
Do bear but vew, so good an' true.
An' when the deaeisies be a-press'd
Below her vootsteps waight, O,
Do seem as if she look'd the best
Ov all in walken gait, O.
Till I do zee her zit upright
Behind the ho'ses neck, O,
A-holden wi' the rain so tight
His tossen head in check, O,
Where flow'ry groun' wi' floor o' green
Do bear but vew, so good an' true.
I wish I had my own free land
To keep a ho'se to ride, O,
I wish I had a ho'se in hand
To ride en at her zide, O.
Vor if I wer as high in rank
As any duke or lord, O,
Or had the goold the richest bank
Can shovel from his horde, O,
I'd love her still, if even then
She wer a leaeser in a glen.