Black Water Side

One morning fair I took he air Down by blackwater side T'was gazing all al around me The Irish lad I spied All through the fore part of the night We lay in sport and play Till this young man arose and gathered his clothes Saying 'Fair thee well today!' That's not the promise that you gave to me When first you lay on my breast You could make me believe with your lying tongue That the sun rose in the West When go home to your father's garden Go home and weep your fill And think on your own misfortune That you brought with your wanton will One morning fair I took the air That hung about black waterside T'was a gazing path all around it And the Irish that I spied