cold blows the wind tonight true love cold are the drops of rain i only had but one true love and in greenwood he lies slain i ll do as much for my true love as any young girl may i ll sit and mourn all by his grave for a twelve month and a day now the twelve month and a day being gone the ghost began to greet your salten tears they trickle down they wet my winding sheet it s i my love sits by your grave and will not let you sleep for i crave one kiss from your clay cold lips and that is all i seek but lily lily are my lips my breath comes earthy strong if you have one kiss from my clay cold lips your time will not be long twas down in yonder garden green love where we used to walk and the fairest flower that e er was seen has withered to the stalk the stalk is withered dry true love so must our hearts decay then rest yourself content my dear till god calls you away till god calls you away