The Blacksmith

A blacksmith courted me Nine months and better He fairly won my heart Wrote me a letter. With his hammer in his hand He looked so clever And if I was with my love I would live forever. But where is my love gone With his cheeks like roses And his good

"A blacksmith courted me, nine months and better He fairly won my heart; he wrote me a letter With his hammer in his hand, he looked so clever, And if I were with my love, I would live forever. "O, where is my love gone, with his cheeks like ros