Dave Van Ronk - House Carpenter lyrics

Traditional Well met, well met, my own true love Well met, well met, cried he I've just returned from the salt, salt sea And it's all for the sake of thee I could have married a King's daughter there So freely she was with me But I have forsaken a crown of gold It's all for the sake of thee If you could have married a King's daughter there I'm sure you are to blame For I've recently wedded a house carpenter And I think he's a fine young man Will you forsake your house carpenter And come and go along with me I'll take you to where the gra** grows green On the banks of sweet Italy Well she picked up her dear little babe Kisses she gave him three Saying "stay at home my dearest babe And keep your daddy company." They had not been sailin' but about two days I'm sure it was not three When this fair lady began to weep And she wept most bitterly. "Why are you weepin' my dearest dear? Are you weepin' for my golden store?" Or are you weeping for your house carpenter Whose face you'll never see anymore? "I am not weepin' for my house carpenter Nor for any store. But I am weepin' for my own dear babe Whose face I'll never see anymore." What hills, what hillls are those, my dear What hills so fair and high Those are the hills of heaven, my dear But not for you or I. What hills, what hills are those, my love What hills so dark and low. Those are the hills of hell my dear Where you and I must go. They had not been sailin' but about three days I'm sure that it was not four When the ship sprang a leak in the bottom of the deck And she sank for to ride no more.