Cold blows the wind over my true love   Cold blows the drops of rain   I never had but one true love   And in Cam Ville he was slain      I'll do as much for my true love   As any young girl may   I'll sit and weep down by his grave   For twelve month and one day      But when twelve months were come and gone   This young man he arose   What makes you weep down by my grave   I can't take my repose?      One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips   One kiss is all I crave   One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips   And return back to your grave      My lips they are as cold as my clay   My breath is heavy and strong   If thou was to kiss my lily white lips   Thy days would not be long      Oh, don't you remember the garden grove   Where we used to walk?   Pluck the finest flower of them all   Twill wither to a stalk      Go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep   And water from a stone   And white milk from a maiden's breast   That babe were never known      Go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep   As quickly as you may   I'll lie down in it and take one sleep   For twelve month and one day      Cold blows the wind over my true love   Cold blows the drops of rain   I never had but one true love   And in Cam Ville he was slain      I'll do as much for my true love   As any young girl may   I'll sit and weep down by his grave   For twelve month and one day