She's like a swallow that flies so high,
She's like a river that never runs dry,
She's like the sunshine on the lee shore,
She loves her love and love's no more.
verse 2
'Tis out in the meadow this fair maid did go,
A picking a lovely primrose,
The more she plucked the more she pulled,
Until she's got her apron full.
verse 3
She climbed on yonder hill above,
To give a rose unto her love,
She gave him one, she gave him three,
She gave her heart for company.
verse 4
And as they sat on yonder hill above,
To give a rose unto her love.
She gave him one, she gave him three
She gave her heart for company
Verse 5
And as they sat on yonder hill
His heart grew hard, so harder still.
He has two hearts instead of one;
She says, young man what have you done.
Verse 6
How foolish, foolish you must be,
To think I loved no one but thee;
This world's not made for one alone;
I take delight in every home.