Lyrics

Through bushes and through briars I lately took my way Oh, far to hear the small birds sing And lambs to skip and play Oh, far to hear the small birds sing And lambs to skip and play I overheard my own true love His voice did sound so clear Long time I have been waiting for The coming of my dear Long time I have been waiting for The coming of my dear Sometimes I am uneasy And troubled in my mind Sometime I think I'll go to my love And tell to him my mind Sometime I think I'll go to my love And tell to him my mind But if I should go to love My love he will say, "Nay." If I show to him my morning He'll never have me again If I show to him my morning He'll never have me again