Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
to cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
delighting in your company.
Your vows you’ve broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart,
for my heart remains in captivity.
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
no one but my Lady Greensleeves.
My men they were all clothed in green,
and they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
and yet thou wouldst not love me.
I have been ready at your hand,
to grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
your love and good-will for to have.
Well, I will pray to God on high,
that thou my constancy mayst see,
For I am still thy lover true.
Come once again and love me.
Folk / Traditional