Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me of discourteously.
For I have love you well and long,
Delighting in your company.
You vows you've broken, like my hearth,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.
Greensleeve was all my joy
Greensleeve was my delight,
Greensleeve was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeve.
I have been ready at your hands,
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
You love and good will for to have.
If you intend thus for disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.
Greensleeve was all my joy
Greensleeve was my delight,
Greensleeve was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeve.
Greensleeve was all my joy
Greensleeve was my delight,
Greensleeve was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeve.

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