As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
And looking so sadly
Looking so sadly
Looking so sadly upon the swift tide
She thought on her lover who left her, and cried
She thought on her lover who left her, and cried
On the banks of the meadow
On the banks of the meadow
On the banks of the meadow she sat down and cried
And as she sat weeping, a yeoman came by
And as she sat weeping, a yeoman came by
What ails you, my jewel
What ails you, my jewel
What ails you, my jewel, and makes you to cry?
Well, I once had a sweetheart and now I have none
I once had a sweetheart and now I have none
He's gone and leave me
He's gone and leave me
He's gone and leave me in sorrow to mourn
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I'd see
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I'd see
Mine own dearest true love
Mine own dearest true love
Mine own dearest true love come smiling to me
And when I awoke and I found it not so
And when I awoke and I found it not so
Mine eyes were like fountains
Mine eyes were like fountains
Mine eyes were like fountains, where the waters do flow
I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
And my false love will weep
My false love will weep
My false love will weep for me after I'm gone
