A Blacksmith Courted Me lyrics

For a blacksmith courted me

Nine months or better

And he who gained my heart

Wrote me a letter

With his hammer in his hand

Strikes his blows so clever

And if I was with my love

I'd live forever

Now he talks of going abroad

Fighting for strangers

But he'll stay at home with me

And free from dangers

I'm afraid the broiling sun

Might spoil his beauty

And if I was with my love

I'd do love's duty

For when I had gold in store

You did invite me

But now I'm low and poor

You mean to slight me

For there is no trusting men

Not my own brother

And it's girls, if you would love

Love one each other

But dry off your brandy tears

And leave off weeping

For it's happy we shall be

At our next meeting

• Artist:Shirley Collins