Green-Sleeves Was All My Joy

Greensleeves A-las my love ye do me wrong To cast me off dis-cour-teous-ly; And I have lov-ed you so long De-light-ing in your com-pa-ny.

Green-sleeves was all my joy. Green-sleeves was my de-light, Green-sleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Green-sleeves.

I have been read-y at your hand To grant what-e-ver thou would crave; I have both wa-ged life and land Your love and good-will for to have.

Well I will pray to God on high that thau my con-stan-cy may´st see, and that yet once be-.fore I die thau will vauch-safe to love me