Greensleeves

Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have loved you so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight. Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my Lady Greensleeves ? Alas my love that you should own A heart of wanton vanity So I must laddie think alone Upon your insincerity. Greensleeves ...