I ainse loved a la** and I loved her sae well
That I hate all others that spoke of her ill;
But now she's rewarded me ill for my love
She's gone tae get wed tae another.
When I saw my love tae the kirk go
Wi' bride and bridemaidens they made a fine show,
And I followed after, may hear' filled wi' woe,
To see my love wed tae another.
When I saw my love sit doon tae dine
I sat doon beside her and poured oot the wine
And I drank tae the la**ie that should'a been mine,
But she's gone tae be wed tae another.
The men of yon forest, they ask it o' me
"How many strawberries grow in the salt sea?"
I answer them back wi' a tear in ma e'e
"How many ships sail in the forest?"
Go dig me a grave, both long, wide and deep
And cover it over wi' florets sae sweet;
And I'll turn in for to take a long sleep
And maybe in time I'll forget her.
And they dug him a grave, both long, wide and deep
And they covered it over wi' florets sae sweet;
And he's turned in for to take a long sleep
And maybe by now he's forgot her.